There were two trees in the Garden of Eden.  There are two trees to choose from every day . . . and they seem clearest to me in the morning.  Please read the poem beneath the picture.

Pre-dawn light.  Music in the treetops.  The birds switch microphones—in stereo now everyone!

The Lord our God, Jehovah He

Commands the light of dawn.

His melody in treetops ring,

Delighting everyone.

Roses lift their dewy heads

And smile into his face,

The squirrels and rabbits join the deer

And leap across the stage.

“Receive it! Receive it! Receive it!”

The soloist invites.

And hands behind the curtain

Change the color of the lights.

The cardinal takes the microphone

To say his lines to you,

“Every promise God has made,

They will come true for you!”

Tree of Life, I’d rather have

A morning in your shade

Than all of earth’s diplomas that

The Tree of Knowledge made.

I come to rest beneath this tree

In hopes that I’ll arrive

And later leave with shoes of peace,

With love that is alive.

For all I want to know today

And all I want to be

Are found in secrets whispered

In communion at this tree.