The Fig tree

Oh sweet fig of the night The master has cursed your day light You stand on the desert sand Searching the whole night for me While courage climb up your slender tree I have met you somewhere in thin air As your voice floats through the atmosphere I can hear the mummers and whispers in the breeze And the night shadows yearning after me but the universe has carved out the center of the heavens with a pick axe . a power saw and a garden fork and the birds watch from afar in amazement But the fig tree would not bend it stood there planted firmly in the earth Absorbing the energy of the whole wide world And I watch the night vigil marched solemnly Through the desert town and the chip monk gather around singing an elated song in solitude for a twisted fig crown What does fig taste like? Strawberry and date to wet my appetite The taste is burnt out in the sun And honey mixed with flowers and nuts is appealing but only the taste is revealing If fertility was the gift of life I would not have made so much sacrifice ploughing the dry thirsty ground upon which gravity is found and the night keeps running after me as I searched desperately for my fig tree Abundance and sweetness waits patiently for me I can feel the energy floating over the Galilee sea And the olive sprouting all around greet the fig trees at the edge of the sea with love and dignity Something good is going to happen to me And heaven and earth will flourish again When the lions are driven out of the den The region will be fertile and everyone will have a new found friend and taste love, peace and joy again despair will be blown into the sea And courage will penetrate the fig tree Fig will spring up everywhere And you will have much to eat and much to share The contention will be over, and everyone will cross over The fig will provide nourishment for soul and it will Teach you how to be bold You stand there looking at me What do I have to do with thee? I am going to Egypt and turkey To look for my fig tree.