Lyrics

Wind in poplar trees
spirit healing
As paper gives the script
the chance to be seen
leaves are revealing

Messages made visible and clear
Oh Whispering Sage
your leaves are to paper
as spirit is to script
words on the page

Ooooh, ooh oooh
Ooooh, ooh oooh

With an open mind and curious heart
I sit here on the ground
beneath this poplar tree
where every prayer makes a sound