Whistling Willow

The whistling of the willow draws you in  
You feel the warm wind on your skin the willow sits 
Waiting to hear your sins the willow the fixer of all things.  

The swaying of the oak makes you feel alive. 
You hear the chirping of the noisy birds. 
A weaving sound that echoes and bellows,  
This is what frees your sins. 

The gushing of the water down the stream  
The splashing of the restless fish  
This is what makes you free your sins.