Ancient Tree, Gentle Friend
  
  
  
  Ancient tree, gentle friend,
  I've come to speak with you again,
  for I've been troubled much of late
  as to the weavings of my fate.
  
  I find such comfort in your shade,
  here in this much-forgotten glade.
  Your earthy scent, it clears my mind,
  and thoughts once lost are there to find.
  
  Your gentle strength supports my spine,
  your gentle life-pulse soothing mine,
  as I seek what I've come to find,
  that elusive gift: peace of mind.