Today I found a beautiful evergreen tree, curled up onto one of it's branches and listened to the rain, this poem came to me. I hope that you enjoy this love letter to the wise watchers, those trees that just make you gape in awe at their timelessness.
In the embrace of your boughs
I feel the smallness of a young child
in awe at the lines on an elders face.
Touching them with questioning fingers,
knowing that you have witnessed time's slow march
and survived it.
The reassuring sway of your leaves,
whispering words of comfort to my questioning soul.
Sheltering me from the rain,
creating a caccoon of comfort against the unpredictable elements,
as I unburden myself of my troubles.
The strength of your branches to hold not just my fragile frame
but the weight of the world that has heaped onto my shoulders.
It fills me with wonder,
the weightless feeling of being held in the arms
of a wise being, a watcher
without judgement.
The timelessness of your holding
and the grace in which you stand
makes me wonder how many other
wondering,
wandering souls
you have witnessed and held in your time here on this Earth.

In The Arms Of The Evergreen (Poem)

After an overwhelmingly powerful experience in nature I decided to try my hand at writing a guided meditation!

This is my first attempt at doing something like this so all feedback is most gratefully received! Is this an offering that you would be interested in? 

I hope that this resonates with you and that you have a beautiful day.

SW.

SeaWyld