by Charles Ivey

Created on: May 15, 2007   Last Updated: May 17, 2007

HOLE IN A TREE

All that will be I will surely and clearly see
From my great hiding spot in a hole in a tree
The leaves they may fall but I will still be
Snow settles on the land but doesn't touch me
Behind this tree's bark I am silent and still
Within this wood I don't die and I won't kill
The tree is alive and then so must I be
The wood is myself and I am the tree
This life resides in all for it's all energy
Charging land, air, water, fire, tree yes and me.

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