The Tuning Tree Poem by Pamela Storch

Find your inner ball of light, 

Your truth from where you are, 

Breathe deeply in the forest, 

Yet become your own North Star,

For lost are many striving for, 

A path that's not their own, 

Become the path that is yourself, 

For you and you alone.

When tuning with your inner core, 

The wheel of white inside, 

You find that you are born anew, 

Where nothing real has died,

You'll find your note and grandest sound, 

Erupting from your cells, 

Your DNA will soon explode, 

With strings and magic swells,


With horns and winds and trumpet's blast, 

Will be your birth achieved, 

Your heartfelt note will sing at last, 

In tune your love received.