WOOD/TREE (The 5 elements)
The essence of a sprouting grain
Call me wood or tree, it’s just a name
An upward rising energy
You may call me ascending chi
Grass, flowers or the mighty oak
I’m the power behind all growth
Though I’m the essence of all humor
When blocked I can even grow a tumor
Present at spring, I give rebirth
Behind all laughter, I am mirth
Upward and onward, my motto and song
I see what’s right and not what’s wrong
I wake each bird and every child
I’m in the wind that runneth wild
The mist that rises in the morn
Each new day is the sun reborn
For all those yearning to be free
Look within and look to me