The Greenwood Tree

As I walk slowly through the quiet wood I feel the need to kneel and say a prayer. The sacredness of trees is understood For symbol and its meaning coalesce here The canopy on high is bathed in sun and birdsong is so lovely to my ears. The noise of city traffic I now shun And natural meditation calms my fears. The trees were bare and elegant last week Today the leaves have opened sweet and green I hope no thunderstorm will wreak It’s havoc on the newborn world I 've seen. For nothing on this earth will last for long So commemorate sweet Spring with a new song