Beneath the Fig Tree

A place of rest, a place of hope
Silence was spoken
 

The story continued
And roots grew deep
 

Secrets revealed
In the gold of the leaves
 

Fire or rain
Shall grace her frame
 

In the shelter of sun
A weary prayer is cried
 

The clouds give way
To the song she sings
 

Summer has come
And rest is won
 

Where it all began
Beneath the fig tree