Mother of Forests
Spread my mind and guard my soul,
the me that is and always will be,
help my roots grow deep and wide
and may you always shelter me.
May you dance with every breeze,
delight the eye with every sway,
train my mind to hear and teach
the wisdom you impart each day.
Take my voice to be your song,
through street and inner-city school,
let your shelter shade their minds
and temper heat with dappled cool.
Take my words to sing your praise,
and fill the ear with endless green,
until their hearts can grow again,
until their life and yours run clean.