Regal, powerful, centuries-old: the oak is the queen of the forest, solid, growing slowly and propagating its thick foliage until it becomes majestic. An imposing, long-lived presence, which alternates yellow leaves with masculine characteristics with female flowers dyed green and, like a guardian of time, takes root in the ground to withstand storms. It interprets the moral vigor and strength of peoples, an integrity that becomes divine in the ancient tradition. Pliny the Elder describes the ancestral sacredness of the woods and recalls the link between tree species and the cult of the deities to whom the plants were dedicated. The oak is the tree of the Mother Goddess, primordial and primigenial parent, but the plant was also sacred to Jupiter, father of gods and men, lord of lightning and storms, who dwelt among the high mountains covered with oaks from which he sent rain to make the earth bloom, thus expressing his fertilizing force. In the sanctuary of Jupiter, built by Romulus on the Capitoline Hill, near the sacred oak venerated by the shepherds it was possible to receive messages from the god. Through the sound of the leaves moved by the wind and the cooing of the doves that inhabited the branches of the tree, Jupiter pronounced his will by sending signals to the priests and vestal virgins, because in the centuries-old breath of the oak the faithful knew they found the divine presence.