Do you hear me?
As I sit under the spreading branches of your great oak?
Can you see me?
As your evening sunlight dances through my smoke?
Let me be what I long to be!
Remain that which I am,
A simple wondering man.
Wonder at this universe that you have let me share.
That you gifted me with the sacred herbs so rare
Rare and opening of my mind.
Let them see, I ain't evil, I'm just me!
I simple man, a worshipper of life, a stoner.

Under a big, thick tree.

Ho!