Tree of Valley of Spirits

Down the mountain river will flow Through tall poplars wind will blow Meadow its beauty will show As flowers’ soul shaking smell travels with airflow As windmills with their propellers cut the sky Flowers are pollinated by a butterfly Above horizon eagle will fly There is something about this place spirit that will not die Time seems to stop Between the mountains there is a drop In the valley wild horses gallop Strange tree stands alone on a hilltop They call that tree Tree of destiny It is of great beauty And mesmerizing majesty Among boughs of the tree Large nuts one will see One taste and one will see Hidden beauty If whether soul needs consciousness is a question The answer to not a, but the question Is answered when one tastes nuts of the tree Revealing hidden spiritual majesty The answer is always meaningful Being of salvation, knowledge, and destiny tool One taste and ultimate meaning from deep within Omni verses soul Is under one who taste it control