This Mighty Ancient Oak
This Mighty Ancient Oak
by
Jules F. Delorme
This Mighty Ancient Oak
Bears in her knots and twists
the forgotten remnants
of many civilizations.
Neath the concrete
Neath the brick
Lay Roots Thick and Cracking.
This Grandmother Oak,
This Akshótha,
This Kanawakón:ha,
In her Knots and Twists
She remembers.
This Oak is Wise.
This Kanawakón:ha
Carries Wisdom in Her Knots.
In her Scars.
We all carry Wisdom in our knots and scars.
This Akshótha,
This Grandmother,
Speaks her Wisdom
To the sky.
To all who will listen,
To all who will learn,
Her Roots run Deep and Strong.
Feel her massive Strength.
Her warm Akshótha Strength.
This Oak.
This Mighty Ancient Oak.
This Kanawakón:ha
She has stood
She has grown
She has Generated
For longer than any woman or man.
Than any of our meagre generations.
She has Generated.
She has Stood.
This Oak.
This Kanawakón:ha
This Mighty Ancient Oak.
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