The Tree of Life
Even in the garden there was a snake,
coiled among the ripening fruit,
full of contention and blame.
In her folly, the woman forgot
the voice of the master
drowned out by the murmurings of the serpent,
so cool and beguiling
in the sunlight.
Pain dawned on the woman
and she bent towards the earth.
Marked by a flaming messenger
unyielding he stops the springtime and harvest.
Silence screams and the waiting begins.
A tree of life took root in a new dominion
where hope and dreams slept intertwined against a stormy sunrise.
In that portent it grew good and strong
and it stretched to touch the stars.
Life blossomed, rich and juicy along its branches,
pregnant with truth.
Taste and see this fruit.
It is the Lord’s seed and his garden.
Life lies in the rings that tell the tales
eyes cannot see,
and hope shines in the fruitful delights
of its boughs and timbers.
Taste and see.
The Lord is good. This is his tree of life.
October 2008
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