Mother Earth, Father Sky, God's Light.

[Guest guest]

Oh mighty oak how do you feel

Here on your high and windswept hill

Your leafy crown spread wide in sky

Your gnarled trunk in gashed rock resides

Where but an acorn you gained sanctuary

Within a niche in it's grim granite rock face

Which allowed your roots a tiny space

To thrust in their ever seeking way

Until they found their home at last...

In our welcoming loving mother earth.

As you grew you sent up shoots

Towards the light that filtered through

Until in time your ceaseless striving

Shattered your host who'd become too close.

In freedom you spread your branches wide

And you now shelter those who in you abide

Strong and firm you stand in wind and storm

Your roots sunk deep in mother earth

Your leafy crown bowing to father sky.

I climb the hill to where you stand

And sit beside your spreading roots

To hear the wind sing sweet harmonies

Whispering lips brushing your leafy hair

Gladly we breath the air we need

As one with Mother Earth beneath

In loving gratitude for God's Light.

Catherine