Sentinels of trees
breathe life into bodies of earthly flesh
As their mighty arms reach to the stars
we join in their quest for Helios’s mighty power
Like sentinels, we seek our place
in the forest of nature’s gentle breath

Easter blessings
All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves
awaken our senses
and power to love and be whole
Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky
embraces our happiness and laughter
Praise be to freedom and life’s seasons
Praise be to Christ’s freedom song

I am that I am
a Goddess, a God
entitled to the deepest and most beautiful sensations
offered by Heaven and Earth
In love I trust
In Wisdom I am revealed

Oracle of Delphi Speaks:
In my deep mystery I breathe
your fragrance swirling in
your odourless soul
I return your mystery
revealing your destiny deep in
the seed of your God Self

Some plant lips on Mother Earth in a display of gratitude.
Meanwhile, she is kissing the soles of your feet, recognizing the one to be worshiped is you.

He understood the language of the trees. He spoke to the trees and they spoke back to him!