My Wooden Soul

Ah to me - For changing times!
Oh to me - For rebirthing ways!

O I have grown -
I have sprung forth like the dawn
I have reached up to the sunlight
And I have basked in the glow.
I have drunk the dew as it lays
On the leaves so arrayed.

O I go deep -
Curling, searching, feeling, finding -
Deeper I search the depths
To find a strength unknown
For I go deeper to stand against my enemies
Who assault me daily in my house
My house all made of rings

O I reach up -
I streach up to feel the sunlight
I cry out for the Son
Up, up I must go to feel only the Sonlight
Without such I shrink and shrivel
I would curl and bow and weep
For such my lot should I not up be shot.

O I spread out -
Uncurling and unfolding I reach
I streach so to shelter
To shelter those who are weary
And to go out once more I must die
So in death I might reach out farther

O I give life -
Come to my limbs and rest
Come to my feet and sleep
Rest under me and do not fear
For my soul is deep and cannot be swayed
My spirit longs for the sonlight
Which alone give me the life
Ah the life to pass to you -
So to grow and go deep into warm darkness
So to reach up and to spread out in glorious adornment
In green, the color of life,
Adorn yourself and live

For Ah to me - For changing times
And Oh to me - For Rebirthing ways!