This is the time of new trees
a fresh breeze, winds of peace
autumn, fall, stand tall no wall
just leaves, trees, this breeze
east coast to west coast
emulate my values roast
my breath in need of your air
God has answered our prayer
Unity leads to harvest divinities
Simplicity to fill our needs. GOD BLESS
Obama
And you celebrate the arrival of the Salvador
like finally getting rid of the dictator
The dictator you so much blame comes from yourself
As a tree blames his gardener in Autumn
crying for a never ending Summer
Why you so much fear the coming Winter?
The harvest you want to never end
was sown during the previous Winter
But you still want to freeze the Time
while your once fresh harvest is by now bitter and empty
Then it is time for you to know
The Salvador is your new gardener
preparing you for the next harvest
A wise gardener doesn’t try to fight your own Nature
He will prune your exahusted branches
because giving only is against your own Nature
He will feed and care your roots
because only in your Winter your roots develop strong
Your falling leaves feed your roots
and yet you fear you’re Becoming less
Yes who you today call the Salvador
will bring you the pain that you so much fear
If you could only see behind your fear :
He is patiently waiting to show yourself
your Holy Tree during your New Season
Your Holy Tree that will descend and happen
at-onement within your confused tree
He will mirror yourself as part of the Creation’s Dream
that only through your Will and your Being you can Become
All this your Dream Sap does already,
And whilst you are temporary and indispensable
you translate your Sap into your sap
Among yourselves somebody is thinking
“I don’t want to be part of this Cycle anymore”
Therefore you Pray
that through your seeds your Memory will be passed on
Pray that your descendants will share themselves
with the other descendants in harmony
Even when their empty branches in Winter will still carry some Sap
Pray that in merging their own vibrations they will Ascend together
to re-cognize the Dream of the Forest
The forgotten Dream where you will feed from the Sap
And when the Sap itself will feed from your sap you will smile
gratefully in tears at the secrets of your Winters and of your Summers
This is the time of new trees
a fresh breeze, winds of peace
autumn, fall, stand tall no wall
just leaves, trees, this breeze
east coast to west coast
emulate my values roast
my breath in need of your air
God has answered our prayer
Unity leads to harvest divinities
Simplicity to fill our needs. GOD BLESS