Wise Oak...

 Old as Oak

Rooted firm for all time

Soft soil supports you

Holding your strength in reaching limbs

Nimble with the wind

Bending in a dance

This world is but a trance

Dear wise Oak

Spread your shade upon me

I seek wisdom

And you are much older

I cling to your bark and make my mark

Dear wise Oak

Your view has grown far above

What is it I cannot see?