My lofty, storied friend, give witness to the seasons of your life.
Tell of first frosts glistening in the meadow below; of autumn leaves tickling your side as they tumble to your pedestal; of winter snows resting weightily upon your arms.
My lofty, storied friend, give witness to the seasons of other life.
Tell of gathering squirrels laboring on your skin; of deer making beds at your feet; of hikers adoring your stature.
My lofty, storied friend, give witness to the seasons of life.
Tell of the wind and the rain; of the snow and the sleet; of the drought and the heat. Tell of the evening shadows that envelop the forest and tell of the warm breath of the sun that marks the new day.
My blessed, storied friends, give witness of the seasons of your lives.
Tell of the storm and tell of the stillness. Tell of the faithfulness of the Creator who has given you life.