The leaves sway in the wind,
The trunk stays still.
Dancing, Swaying, Singing.
The redwood forest is full of talent.
Try listening to the bark,
The rhythm of the melody that they sing,
Off tempo, but all they sing are the same.
Some high, some low.
As they sing,
The air from the wind moves through the leaves,
Making the tree sing,
Let it sing to you, maybe they will tell you something
useful.
The great willow tree,
Granny willow has the answers to all of your problems,
She will help you.
Just be you and she will be free to talk.
The song is different every time,
The notes are always the same,
The melody and tempo are changed,
Life is never still, but always changing.
