This beauty that stands before me br Unchallenged by the light of day br Or the four winds that surround her br For she has stood her own for so long br Offered her strength and shelter br For so long, br Become part, yet set within the br Ever changing feilds of time br This beauty that stands before me br She has grown through the ages br Held secrets never to be told and br Yet her wisdom seems to seep through br Every heartfelt hue, br Roots set deep and spreading br Branches that stretchout like hands br A comforting sight for onlookers br Who smile as they br Understandbr br duncan wylliebr br