The Old Oak

Generously contributed by
OMS/RDG Druid Aisling Beith ferch Arianrhod

As I walked through the shadowed wood
I came to where an old Oak stood
Underneath it's cool green shade
I made a bed and silently laid

I watched as squirrels lept through it's limbs
And listened as birds sang Nature's hymns
I breathed the sweetly scented air
And wondered if the old tree knew I was there

I looked into the old Oak's face
and gazed up at it's leafy lace
I knew in my heart there and then
There were such things greater than men