"Of Vines and Fruit Trees"

You've called me a fruit tree.

But thorns and thistles fill my lonely vines.

I've heard if you'd prune me

Then I could yield crisp fruits and sweetest wines.

I heard a story,

I've heard it said that you take many forms.

A king and an eagle,

A judge, a rock, a shepherd, and a door.

And a weak whisper around me,

A lantern light to guide my feet.

The strongest roots that keep me grounded

A lover who

Says I'll always be His.



You fight as a warrior

You save the weak and set the captives free.

And then like a fortress

You hold us safe and throw away the key.

Your heart is an ocean

So deep and wide, engulfing all the earth.

Your love is ferocious

Like a lionness whose cub has just been birthed.



Just a weak whisper around me,

A lantern light to guide my feet.

The strongest roots that keep me grounded

A lover who

Says I'll always be His.



I'm a liar and a harlot.

I've ran so far and farther still away

I'm proud and conceited

I bring you shame and you keep bringing me back

You've called me your fruit tree,

And like a Father you have helped me grow.

You've trimmed, pruned, and watered

Now taste my fruit and drunk my sweetest wine.

- Lo Ru

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