the skin of moss / holds the footprints of / star-footed birds.
We don't really understand something until we have forgotten it.
If prayers worked, Hitler would have been stopped at the border of Poland by angels with swords of fire.
What you need will come back to you.
I haven't a clue how my story will end, but that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, that's when you discover the stars.
Live in your roots, not in your branches.