Rebecca Warner,
" A sometimes Writer. "

The exhibition, The Forest, was
the sculpture of species of the shade,
home,
oxygen,
security,
beauty.
Species of trees that give us their message of life.
There is the species that stands on its own.
There is the specie that is covered with lost leaves.
There is the specie that screams for help, the one that
suffers pain from lack of respect, from deforestation.
Deforestation, its death, the death of everything.
There is the species of the lack of oxygen, the lack
of shade, the absence of a home, of water.
At their sides are the species that give us
the hope that still exists, the gift of life.
The specie of oxygen.
The specie of habitat, of home, of protection.
The specie of the shade and the freshness.
The specie of beauty because of its shape, its color,
its place that gives us the beauty from the birds,
the flowers, the plants., the animals that live within it, the forest.
There is the specie that says, "Plant me, please,
remember me, take care of me always."
When have you planted a tree, the root of your life?
Long live the forest, cultivate your tree, your life!