Grandmother Beech,
Lady of the Forest,
loving keeper of ancient wisdom
Her beautiful leafs written with care, filled with long forgotten stories of old and afar
About the land her people, their companions, home and wild
Tales of warnings, inspiration or adventure. Of kings and queens
and brave knights too.
Pages full of nature’s medicine, of herbal potions and healing remedies
Sacred words on sacred leafs, long forgotten and yet still here
In her roots, her leafs, her branches, written in the cloak of her bark, to always remember
Grandmother Beech,
Lady of the Forest,
loving keeper of the ancient tales
Please tell me the long forgotten stories filled with infinite wisdom
while I sit here under your tree