In its youth, already an ancient of days, this mystery
When lands merged with lands, by seas undivided High-aspiring, far spread roots occult the tree of life Bowed unbroken still stands the tree its ground Now springing back from winters malcontent Parasites with their arabesque orchids,surround.
Strange fruit they hung - leaves a stench A tree that bore the bite of barbaric-bark Unholy brethren , blow up-wind what they will Time and time again to kill the flowering Of art, the desert winds seek only to bury But life roots glow lava-deep into earth's heart.
Branching high, like hands free to applaud The star-strewn sky its moon no cut-throat crescent But full , beautiful beckons from toil and tide Saplings and seas, fresh uprisings borne free Not sunk by sailors, their swords crossing the line.
Given latitude, they took more than spice Kingdoms lost with the throw of the traitor's dice Wars foreign fought, infants fed famine not rice But the tree stood, though the soil was sucked barren.
Sheltering the sage with a vision unclouded Orient selves inspire swan-breath breeze Hark the dawn in every dew-drop A sapling soul, till the future its fresh crop
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