Of Tree's and Seed's

A passage threw to the otherside

So clear like a summer's night

As pure as that bright light that emanates from above

Every day as we hate and love

Innocence make's it's home

Closer that you think

I alone have seen thing's 

In life that i can't explain

Or understand

This source this love which guide's the waking man

Threw every hour and every breath

Every thought and every word

A God among us perhap's maybe

But God without Godess

Is tree without seed

By Liam Herdman

CTID