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The Ancient Oak
The spirit of the oak
Came upon my dream
A clear sounding message
From the feminine stream
Climb the oak
Climb to its heights
Source it’s Magic
Source it’s delight
Source the divine
In the magic of this realm
The oak trees are calling me
I’ll find them to feed
I’ll find and connect
To their ancient wisdom bestowed
In the earth, in the roots
Of their magnificent hold..
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Free from all thought of “I” and “mine”, that man finds utter peace. ~Bhagavad Gita
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