"Call to Me" ~ A very beautiful poem by Willow

Call to Me

•  Searching for my sacred tree
   The mighty oak in front of me
   Standing tall, ruling the land 
  Your bark so rough under my hand
  
  Could I ever endure like you?
  Can I shelter more than a few?
  I love you, strong and powerful tree
  But all you are isn't reflected in me
  
  Off in the distance a row of pine
  Standing so tall all in a line
  Needles so sharp, cones so vast
  A thought in my head of the distant past
  
  I remember you love, from childhood days
  Under your arms I used to play
  As special as you are to me
  My magical self you cannot be
  
  The maple planted in my yard
  Is the picture of both soft and hard
  For all creatures to feast upon
  Witness to all who cross my lawn
  
  The tree of knowledge is what they say
  Standing strong with little sway
  That doesn't describe me though
  So my spirit calls out the answer no
  
  Then I come across a willow tree
  And her spirit cries out to me
  "Look inside your heart, my dear
  The answer is now crystal clear"
  
  Our spirits joined in harmony
  Me and my sacred tree
  Both tough, not hard; emotional too
  I knew what she said was true
  
  I call to her now every day
  Beneath her branches I sit and pray
  In honor of this blessed tree
  Please say Willow when you call to me
  
  

   ~ Willow 
  
  
  

  This very elegant poem was written by one of my oldest and dearest of friends in the world, Willow. She shared it with me and upon reading it, I loved it so much that I so wanted to share it with all of you as well!
  
  Thank you, my sweet sister, for allowing me to do so. You have always written so beautifully!   <3