Sit still under my branches;
You are safe.
Listen to the rustling leaves in the wind;
We tell the universe your dreams.
See the moon-light reflect on our bark and branches;
We show you the way.
Feel the light splinter through my leaves on a Summers day;
We warm your soul.
When your heart feels scared lean against our trunk a while;
And we will murmur messages of encouragement to your soul.
When the rain beats down take shelter;
We dissolve your worries.
Rest a while;
Your heart is held dear.
And if you sit very still,
You may, if you are lucky, feel our healing magic.