I am the one who stands by the roadside
I am the one who is guardian of the way
I am the one who comforts all travellers
I am the guard of the way.
I am the one who gives shelter in all seasons
I am the one who will dry you in the rain
I am the one who will shade you in the summer
I am the guardian of the way.
I am the one who will stand forever by you
Through the harshest of the snow storms and the coldest bite of winter
I am the one who will stand here by your roadside
I am the one who will watch you on your way.
I am the one whose touch you imagine
Whose touch you know from holding even if you never have
I am the one whose girth’s too broad for hugging
But will hold you iron tight iron might, come what may.
I am the face of the green man, returning
I am oak leaves madly twirling
I am acorns softly falling
I am new life every day.
I am time beyond all seasons
I am age beyond your knowing
I am the green man ay returning
I’m the guardian of your way.
I am burnished gold of autumn
I am barest bones of winter
I am here as you are passing
I am guardian of your way.