A Fallen Branch's Cry

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A Fallen Branch's Cry

By Eddie Zacapa

Just like a branch has a tree

so do I have mine.

I belong to the Tree of Life,

the tree that always shines.

A tree that if one is a part of

living water flows

within him.

But my heart is in disarray and

my soul dry.

I thirst for water and bread

in the dusk of night.

I am longing to curl around and

touch the ground.

I move on.

I sway to my right and

Dance with the night.

I want to see the light.

I want to hear joy and gladness,

I want to be a part of the living.

"Let the bones you have crushed

rejoice." 1Let me hear your voice;

let my heart

leap at

making the right choice.

Connect me to my tree, and

breath life into me.

Make me green with life and

Give me peace abound, O Lord,

My Tree of Life.

1. Psalm 51:8