Setting down this tree I knew; and knew it all too well.
Forsaken vine, that I now climb, to meet you, fair child
About half way down.
I saw you grow, I saw you spark
As we both adore, the same beautiful Sun
Know that you've wandered into His Garden
But here we are at play
So no fear, no fret
Tis a simple garden, and the Master be in bed with his Mistress
Tis but a humble gift I bring
A gift of Words
and the Hope the Sun brings
You are Alive
A Most encouraging thought.