That grand oak tree
How did it form?

From a seed made of God
Grander than human folklore.

It embedded in this fertile land Nutured by a mighty hand.

An outer shell one day broke lose
From it a stem sprang forth
And tiny roots drank from earths juice.

A day to break from the ground.

Yearly a trunk grows wide
by adding wooden circle round.

From its source arms
Reaching for a sunrays charms.

Green leaves of fraility stand
Gaining strength from rain heavy roots
ground in a richer land.

Right seasonly her seedlings come.
A nature of variety tell fate of some.

Dropped to embed in this fertile land.
It is nurturedby a mighty hand.