The Tree

There is a Tree in a field.
The Tree has seen many things, many beings.
The Tree bears witness to celebrations, grief, love, change.
The Tree takes songs, prayers, and sends them high to Spirit, The Creator, Goddess, God, The Universe and more.
 
The Tree doesn’t care.
The Tree doesn’t care who or what you believe in. It sees only one, which is all.
The Tree doesn’t care what color or gender you are. It senses intent.
The Tree doesn’t care who or what you love. It knows love is good.
 
The Tree is waiting.
The Tree waits for the next celebration, the next ceremony.
The Tree waits for the next person who’ll spend time with it.
The Tree waits for you.

Julie Gant (c) 2018