Mother tree

She stands there with Gods gentle Breeze

Blowing about her timeless frame 

Signaling all that is new  and old alike  

Strong yet gentle

Delicate and deeply rooted in the very substance that manifests into all  

Effortlessly nourishing those worthy of her life sustaining fruit

Those magnetized by her faithfulness 

Those blessed with the eye to find her 

The heart to defend her and the wisdom to recognize why she is 

A sanctuary to those of air and ground alike

She stands with Gods gentle breeze