Spirit of Willow,
Sacred Tree -
I call to you.

Willow, gently gowned,
wind-blown beauty;
empathy's queen.
Softly sighing,
rain falls, running;
a delicate dance
of lilting grace,
gemstone lament.
Crowned in crystal,
now in sorrow,
now in joy -
silently weeping wood,
daughter of the waves,
keeping life's blood flowing,
keeping something more.

Spirit of Willow,
I listen.
Share your wisdom
with me.