I am Oak.  I am the mighty one of the forest.  I am the doorway to the unseen world.  I am the guardian of its secrets.

          I am Oak.  From the tiny acorn seed the mighty oak doth grow.  Within the tiniest spark of Life, the mighty Spirit grows.

          I am Oak.  My strength is in surviving.  I will find a way to live.  I will not be tossed aside by every errant wind.

          I am Oak.  I will protect you as you search for Truth.  I will open the doorway for you.  I will guard your back.

          I am Oak.  My roots are deep in the Mystery of the Lower World.  My branches reach into the unseen Upper World.  Enter these worlds through me.  Climb down my roots to meet the rulers of the lower realms.  Climb up my branches to greet the gods of upper space.