Its shape is beyond human’s wisdom and control.
It lives for thousand years and
it is believed to be inhabited by spirits.
Sometimes it provides nutrition,
At other time it provides medicine.
Humans and beasts honor their lives under this tree.
It stands in the wind, in the rain and in the sun, and
it become hollow as time goes by
just like memories disappear together with time.
Oh, the Great Spirit in the tales passed on by our ancestors,
the Sprit that is our Father and our Mother,
I stand here.