The Tree of Life
TREE OF LIFE.
I am He that gives life to man, yet man knows me not.
I lived in the midst of man but man never appreciated my importance.
Every tree you can see around gives life; some give life to aquatics creatures; while some terrestrials.
I stands as the only Tree that man needs to resurrect
I was called the Tree of Life when your fathers were in the garden,
I created the tree of knowledge; I refused to live inside the tree until fullness of time.
Fullness of time? Yes.
Fullness of time when man shall eat me and live forever.
Other trees rely on me for provisions till date, all the trees in all ages knee down before me for adoration.
My splendors are in the works I created.
I am He that you rejected but was accepted by those that deserves life.
All the branches that are mine sons and daughters sprout from me,
I am He that gives life and nourishments to sons of men.
The waving branches of trees; reminds me of my numerous glories,
My Source intervened and man departed from mine presence
Then, man screamed, and I saw the look at his face;
I said, Oh! one day, I the Tree of Life shall come and die for you and you shall be my branches.
Thought of all kinds rushing as early streams in the mind of men,
The mind of man asked: How can you die for me and still have me as your branch?
No tree ever dies and still remain alive to produce branches.
Dies you said? Asked the Tree of Life.
Yes ! death. It is my destiny to die.
The glory of your existence is in my death.
In dispensations and ages to come, I shall be the vine and you be my branches.
The fruits of my Tree that you once denied shall you eat and speak of its power to nations.
Greater will your fame be than I when you shall know my knowledge.
I will no longer be in the garden where I was kept and guard by Angels; The heart of men shall be my abode.
All the branches whom you are, shall spread the good news,
I was written in engrafted words in tablets; So shall I in the heart of every man.
I am the Root of roots, the only Root that carry the universe and never complains.
You once had no access to me; but now, through my death you have gained access.
I came as knowledge from my Source and whosoever eats of me, have the Source of everlasting life.
You are in me and I in you. That is why I called you: Tree of Life in this era.
All the saints in me, plants me in all the gardens of the earth till my second coming.
Written by:
Omojevwe Emmanuel Brown
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