Beneath the willow, you will find
Shelter from the storms of mind
If in the moment you will live
All of your attention to it you give.
You must see the branches drooping
See the roots as you are stooping
Feel the wind upon your face
As you step out of the race.
Just relax, you must unwind
If it is peace you are to find
Lie down and listen to the brook
Forget about what you forsook.
Feel the gro...