What’s it like to die
under a fig tree?
“And every man shall plant a
vineyard and rest under his
Was the prophet speaking
I’m resting under a shaded tree,
listening to the soft caressing
songs of distant birds.
The Mediterranean California weather superb.
A gentle fall breeze wisps intermittently
cooling my restless soul.
Oh God, I’m overtaken by your love!
You created this for me,
to enjoy the quiet moments,
to enjoy the splendor of nature.
You give me so much peace,
that my simple words cannot
Words fail me.
How can I explain
Or the vastness of a clear blue sky?
How can I describe the scent of an
orange and grape filled
How can I describe white butterflies
dancing in the air?
When I plant my fig tree,
these are some of
the things I want