The Bewitching Woods

The Bewitching Woods

A walk through the forest of Thattekad, 33 Kms over 3 days (& nights), was as enchanting as the Forbidden Forest of Harry Potter’s universe. While we scouted for the bird-life high & low, the woods serenaded me and created a magic that was best described by Gaston Bachelard in his book “The Poetics of Space” quoting Rene Mernard:

Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade …

I live in great density … Shelter lures me.

I slump down into the thick foliage …

In the forest, I am my entire self.

Everything is possible in my heart just as it is in the hiding places in ravines.

Thickly wooded distance separates me from moral codes and cities.

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