There is a tree. Somewhere
A tree that I know
A tree that knows me
Ready to receive all my joys and my sorrows
My laughter and my tears
There is a tree. Somewhere,
That has weathered all my storms
And held me through the dark night of the soul
When the howling winds shredded to pieces
Everything I thought was me.
On the soft carpet of its golden needles
I found true release
And in its rugged embrace
I fell into presence
There is a tree. Somewhere.
A tree that you know.
A tree that loves you
A tree
That is you.

~ Nicole Schwab

Angel Oak, SC – photo from bigstockphoto.com, used with permission