Talking in a whisper
Who is calling me?
It's the mighty beech,
A majestic tree
With a giant crown
And a tall stem.
I am getting closer,
Caressing the soft
And rugged bark
With my cheek.
I can feel the power.
Finally I am ready
And hug the tree
To let the flow of energy
Fill my body and soul
With health and strength
Being completely in tune
With my destiny.
