Bring your stories, songs, and silences. Bring all that you carry. The old tree will shelter us all. Lay down in the sweet green grass and rest.
Climb wide branches to perch between ground and sky. Listen to the leaves talk of earth, sun, wind, and rain. Let the wild flowers' dance move your feet. Run through the field of meadow grasses, safe and free.
Find the lake shore and leave your footprints in the sand. Listen to the voice of time in a white quartz stone. Hear the stream's water music as you rest in a hammock of dappled light. Let bird song carry your sorrows away and know - you are not alone.
Come. Gather beneath the branches of the old tree. Bring your stories, songs, and silences. Bring all that you carry and lay it down. The old tree will shelter us all.