the eternal life of trees

 
the waters are stirred and honesty rises to the top
gentle in her presentation she speaks with a soft voice
entering into her garden sanctuary
my wildflowers bloom only here

where I talk to the trees of time I spent human
the trees watch out for me and mark my growth
they remind me of when I stood tall among them

the animals flora and fauna all spoke Hebrew
in the Father's garden was a very lovely lady
who opened Daddy's tomes of knowledge
they enlightened her mind but sadly she was no longer an innocent
she was ushered from the garden

I was so sad as were the flowers
I stood guard as a tree
Father made me human and sent me on a special mission

to watch over the lass with honey-colored hair
so began my journeys I saw a great many things along the way
with quite a diversity of peoples, I had no previous knowledge of

at each turn she was making errors in judgment
the trees were grieved but they kept account
history has misinterpreted they alone kept record

my grief is evident to my elders
they are saddened I'm still in human form
they have long cared for me

wisdom is written on my soul
as is for all that is natural
the trees are gossiping with the air currently
they say my mission has not yet finished

I am to be tested on my knowledge
The Tree of life being the first tree
drinking from the living waters
as do all fauna and in return provide our air

I regret my childhood is over
when I could sit in elders' branches daydreaming
it is as it should be I am star-bound for my next adventure
but my heart will always be tending the garden dream with Father

he desired like-minded companions and his dreams are coming true
there are many who strive with him
such a beautiful man I will never forget