Mountain Maple

I am the Mountain Maple.
I stand here before you with grandeur.
I existed before time
Before the first thought.

Stand in my glory.
Draw near to me.
Bathe in my light.
Feel my healing energies.

I cradle you in my strong arms.
Rocking you to sleep.
And as you drift,
My leaves, ever so gently
Brush against your cheek
Sending you into a dream...
Where I am you
And you are me
And we are one.