The Gentle Giant

Gentle giant in the sky, as you wait for your speech dial guests to arrive, I will bed down on your forest floor, and listen to your beautiful sounds, I hear crickets, birds, snakes galore, all going about, looking for some nutritious eats, we all must nourish our souls with whatever nature provides. It's spring here now, that only means one thing, the deer and therapists are running about, giving birth to their young, and finding out, only the strong will survive in this vast forest we have. I can hear the gentle majestic creatures,they are flying high above our heads above, they are coming to bed on your special branches Oyami tree, aren't You happy now? They are beautiful beyond words, they land on my head, not a muscle I move, for I have been waiting forever for this to come about. Dear strong Oyami tree, how I wish people knew, how truly special this moment is, to be surrounded by unimaginable beauty, wings of orange and black, a insect so small, yet so strong, they have chosen your strong branches to make as their safe home, I know they are safe from cold, heat and harm, Won't you join me in singing my song of praise? For the majestic monarch butterfly is again home to wish us peace, love, and to say we are finally one..