Fair Branches and Forest Shade
Centre of this galaxy
through the darkness you came
shawled by your presence entirely
From the ancient tree of wisdom growing wise
The righteous flourish like the palm
at the foothill carved on its bark
Where the birds will nest finding shelter
under the shade of its branches
Plentiful as the sycamore-fig trees
for the forest of the vintage is coming down.
So he built the house finishing it with beams of cedar.
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