I was flesh
I was sold under sin
It captured my root
Sucked deep in my branches
I was weary, I couldn't grow
I withered like the fig tree
My beauty, my flowers faded away
I lacked essence
Deep down, my soul cried out
I needed a quickening, a resurrection
I wanted life....everlasting life
Before long, a strong wind blew upon me
And there was a great shaking
There was a pouring of fresh water
And I mumbled up few words from within
I was saved!
Then I craved him more and more
The living water, I had found him, I found life
Because i had found knowledge of his existence
He blew upon me daily and watered me until i grew
and had the capacity to hold his water
I waxed strong in stature and height until i became a tree...
A tree of rightousness and I bear much fruit.