Entangled Roots #14

He was just a boy with a curious mind-
looking for someone like-minded was hard to find.
He sat and pondered, in awe of this axiomatic tree,
And all the secrets it held,
for it seemed for only him to see.

For though it appeared simple at first glance,
The fig tree held riddles of life lived without romance.
From that day on, it was inevitable to return,
To the only place where his empathy could yearn.

Beneath the Fig Tree's boughs lies
a phenomenal world unknown,
A labyrinth of Entangled Roots that holds his secrets alone.
For a decade,
He'd seen this tree stand, a silent keeper of the earth.
Its Entangled Roots reach deep into the soil
for life’s natural rebirth.
They exhibit resilience that withstands
the wind's overbearing behavior, forbye,
stands the test of time,
It only endows the tree with adoration that is so divine.
Its branches pirouette as the tree designs
fruit that is so sweet yet keen and rare.
But, it is its Entangled roots that sustain
The Fig Tree's gentle care.

Through seasons of change
from drought to seasons of rain,
The Figs may fall and die,
but its roots never wane.
Those Entangled Roots are its lifeline,
not just its source of strength,
An unbreakable bond of infinite length,
Firmly planted, made unswayed,
It's seen him grow, go the way of all flesh,
in tandem with age,
They stayed for one another,
A constant presence of peace through every lonely,
rough stage.

The Hidden Flowers and Entangled Roots
remind him of life's hidden but sacred pursuits.
He gave the Fig Tree writings and undying gratitude.
The Tree gave him Messianic secrets
of Entangled Roots and infructescence fruits.

Yet,
like all good things and people that produce a friend,
it has its beginning, then comes to an end,
So came the time to depart with thee,
neither will ever be forgotten-they wave goodbye
as they leave.