O Mighty Tree, My Home
What you mean to me
A symbol of life and peace
When I needed to get away from it all
My circular room
Just big enough for me alone
My bed against one wall
A little table with a lamp
And the A-line dress
All that I possessed
Living inside your trunk
Running from all the negatives
Being chased by those demons
Of long ago
You housed me O Mighty Tree
Until I was whole
At peace with the world
Then you released me
Back into life’s stream
It was only a dream
But it was real to me
You are my ever living home
Knew my unheard voice of despair
And allowed me to pray and meditate
Inside the hollow of your trunk
Though O Mighty Tree
You lived only in my dream
I hug your kind whenever I can
Be it in my own backyard
Or in the public gardens
In remembrance of Thee
Grateful for having found inner peace
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