Tree of Life
It was in the middle of the night.
It was then when I saw the light
I believe I saw it reflecting on that tree.
It was all so new to me.
What did this tree desire to say?
What message did its branches convey?
Was it an illumination within my mind?
Or an apparition in a dream without time?
I questioned whether I should but remain serene.
Or attempt to understand this unusual dream.
And then I suddenly saw the hope in this tree of life.
And a need for my soul to put aside all that can obscure the light.
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