I understand son

You weren’t quite old enough

You weren’t quite strong enough

You weren’t quite ready

For the reckless seas

You got buffeted about in the tempest

You got lost in the waves

You were shipwrecked and jaded

Lost on the inside

Now shriveling from your vantage point

You have a wonderful spark

But it’s hidden in the dark

You can’t see the map I have laid out for you

It’s okay, I understand son

You are forgiven

Though like the fig tree your leaves are many

Your fruit is none

Be sure to take root and take in the soil

Drink in what I have given you

Don’t hold back now

For a time will come when you will be hewn

And unless you bear fruit

You will not be spared.

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