I ate my breakfast - drank my tea
And visited the woods
The spirits came out to see me
Trespasser - in their neighbourhood

And trees - like legs of God
Extended canopies
Under which I gently trod
In all my vanity

Their grace did move me - a mighty force
Against my little Heart
Ambassadors of Nature - proud endorsed
By Shaman's flying - magic dart

I willed the woods - to swallow me
As Sun - swallows the skies
For in Nature's belly I'd be free
Would let my spirit fly

And life - sweet life - bloomed all around
I felt it in my veins
Upon a bough a freebird sung
And anodised - my pain

Until we deign - to learn - from Trees
No soul - has claim to wisdom
They ancient as the churning seas
Of bright - immortal - season