Sitting under an old oak tree
Sun’s rays sifting
through the leaves
Warmth and
contentment fill me
Back against the
trunk
I feel the life flow
in this tree
Safe and secure am I
Wind gently blows
Grasses gently bend
Air becoming
refreshed
Barefoot in the grass
where
It cools the whole
body
The earth vibrates
and speaks
Allowing the body and
spirit to listen
I hear so many sounds
One by one they
intertwine together
A symphony is played
by Creation
Soft and gentle the
sounds flow
Little creatures also
offer their sound
Suddenly the wind
picks up rustling the leaves
A crescendo of sound
happens
All around the ground
My body vibrates
along
With earth’s symphony
Contentment fills me
under the old oak tree
