the heart just stopped
the ancient oak tree told me to listen
but what’s with his call?
Hear nothing but rustling sound of the leaves
scared, confused, what is wrong with me?
‘don’t be afraid’, said the ancient oak tree
‘you’ve scared your dreams,
your courage and it’s not easy to redeem’
Close your eyes and listen
wind, nature are like musicians
writing songs and stories and so can yours
Don’t forget the ancient oak tree
believe, listen and be what you want to be
and again with your heart