"Standing like a tree with my roots going down, my branches stretched out wide.
Come down the rain, come down the sun, come down the fruits to my heart which is open.
I'm standing like a tree with my roots going down and down. Down and down"
I sing this to my children. I also sing it with women who might like it as they find their pregnancy or labour tricky or they just want a pleasant distraction. I tell them a story too as it can help give a bit of welcome relief.
You see this tree here?
I came across it once growing out of a ruined Mayan temple.
It found itself in not the most ideal of situations but it found a way. Anything is possible.
You can find support. I think the tree is beautiful too.
It was thriving there!
Maybe I will sing it with you one day :)