The tree of life its branches bare
awaits Gods gifts of a Golden pair
The tree of knowledge an empty page
awaits the truth from the great sage
The tree of wisdom there by design
at the beginning and for all time
And we the fruits they have to bear
as we feed from each and take our share
Then we wait autumn for the fall
we’ll be that harvest we’ll hear the call
The first fruits of mankinds labour
to our Lord we do a favour
From earths seed reach to the sky
to new life the only way is to die
As reborn spirit it is the proof
for those who seek do know the truth
As Solomon sets about his seal
and then waits for us to reveal
That which we know but can’t express
until we are aware of our success.
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