Slow. Simple word and often used in disparaging ways.

Let us slow the scenery speeding by.

Take my hand and show me the sapling

Which the towering white oak shelters.

Whisper in my ear about the hiding place of the deer.

Lift me just a few feet from the ground

And guide me over the water waves. 

I do not believe in metaphor or allegory.

So, let us laugh the lessons down touch ground again.

The older the earth spins the younger Your creation is, my love.