Under The Oak Tree
May I sit with you a little while
and receive renewal
from your green smile.
May I know each day
whatever arises
will pass
and whatever passes
will come to be
a way of learning for me.
May I breathe fresh air
in the mountain stillness
and allow myself the space to be
knowing clarity.
May I grow the herbs
and harvest the fruit,
may I shine within
and know there is
peace to be with me.
May I pick some blooms
and sing with flowers,
may I live simply
and treasure hours,
quietly knowing
life is growing all around me.
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