By Yasen Vedrin
(The Bird Within You)
A tree that brings forth Holy Fruit –
Be such a tree with God's bright gleam.
Collect the Everlasting loot,
For earthly goods are dust and dream.
Before the Lord they are but vain.
A shell for prisons made of dust.
But when His Holiness is plain –
Be precious, walking in His trust.
Within the Covenant Book, each day,
A spiritual treasure starts to grow.
And looks from heaven, far away,
Observe your deeds down here below.
Be wealthy in the Heaven’s sight,
Midst worlds of weeds and useless chaff,
For in God's Grace and holy light,
Abides the one who gives on staff.
And when the final line is drawn,
Your share will face no shame or cold,
But in a world unseen, reborn,
Your happy soul He will behold.
Be a tree for the Lord God Almighty!
Seek no reward from human hand!
Leave your traces, shining brightly,
High up in the Heavens' land!
For all the kindness you have sown
Will be your prize when time is done,
If Fruit in sorrow you have grown,
When suffering for the Holy One.
Collect the Everlasting loot,
Though it may cost Golgotha’s smart,
And lightning from the sky will shoot,
To kiss the tree into a Gift of heart…
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