The old oak tree

Breathe deep, close your eyes
Listen to the world go by.
The car along the country road,
The aeroplane flying to place unknown.

The dog breathing; a gentle sigh.
The wind in the curtains fly,
The rustle of the leaves on high,
Wings of a butterfly.

Cooing of a pigeon too
And other birds a twitter roo.
A tractor in a distant field
Breathe deep... see...feel.