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Title: With the Trees
Lyrics by: Julia Ecklar
Tune: original
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Recorded on: "Walkabout," Julia Ecklar
Subject: Nature
I can feel the grass grow through the boots on my feet
I can feel the land's age in each tree that I meet
The flowers rejoice in a dance slow as time
There is poetry sung in a fern's sunward climb
The land's very heart is revealed through her trees
In the spring she weeps emerald, in autumn she bleeds
In summer she casts back the cloak winter lays
And grows green in the sun through her long summer days
I dance with the trees as they gnarl and climb
Take their rough hands in mine as they blossom and twine
With the trees I find peace such as no one else knows
As they whisper their dreams where the forest wind blows
Oh teach me to stand strong but to bend with the breeze
Teach me the patience that nurtures each leaf
Like a tree I'll be calm and I'll live without strife
In the wisdom of beauty and greenness and life
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