Wednesday 8 November 2017

The call of the oak

In an ignorant world
where there is lack of love
and there is always a war
in my mind,
I go for a walk
in the woods where the oak
is standing still day and night.

I take a breath and I calm
and then, there is no harm.
In the woods all the wounds.
are being healed by the wind.

Take my hand, come with me
or I can meet you under the tree,
-Let me show you this place-
where the magic starts at three.

If we hide behind the pine
you can see the squirrels dine
and the little rabbit run
towards the shining sun.

Then the oak starts glowing glitter
and her leaves are growing bigger
and a wrinkled  face appears
with big eyes and big ears!
Its time for her to tell the tale
so lets start, deeply inhale...

As we΄re walking through the fields
you will hear it in the leaves
You will feel it in your heart
like a sparkle in the dark
you will feel sound and free

just meet me there under the tree.


31.Oct.2017