The Whispering Tree

The Whispering Tree speaks silently in my ear.
It tells me secrets buried deep in it roots.
The words hold the wisdom of today,
Yesterday, and far into the marrow.
Its branches stretch wide and outward
To each of the four watch towers.
Like arms, it reaches out with the intent,
To touch all in its infinite range.

Through this timeless ancient tree
We may forever remember all things
When we stand atop of this grounding place.
Here we are rooted far into
The the antiquity of the Earth's sphere

Going far down inside this archaic tree
We find and see all the Worlds history.
Here our minds are infused with the truth
Of all the blind roads that beckoned us.
We see how we were pulled away 
from the true path of the wise
Teachings of the Whispering Tree.