Tree


The tree of the ancients has stood for millennia in this grove;
So vast is its foliage that no other can grow in its vicinity.
With its strong wooden branches and roots hard as steel, below;
Unseen, but vital, it has risen and it will stand for eternity.


The tree of ages has become eternal and spiritual.
The tree of knowledge has Druids kneeling at its feet.
They dance in the sunlight and contemplate at late night vigils.
The life of the forest entices them naturally.


Their way of life is ruled by the law of nature.
The wind in the air is their voice, through their veins runs clear water.
With words of wisdom they teach all those who are around.
The people who grow with them
And those who are going from town to town.


The noble tree is proudly served.
Its leaves kept as gifts;
From the air to the Earth.


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