At present

All you were is with me

My eyes closed, my memory confident

Standing here watching

Each hill and shoreline

With the seed you left

Still growing


The garden is well stocked

With mighty trees

With fruit growing for the whole world

Ripe, sweet

And bitter apples

And the one apple

That is beyond reach


The winds will blow

And the sun will shine

From generation to generation

Through the trees of the garden

But the day and the hour

Will surely come

To take the highest apple

From the knowledge tree


Who amongst us

Can exist a single day

Beyond our own time and our own limits

Countless and futile

Are times I've climbed

To reach and taste

The forbidden fruit


The winds will blow

And the sun will shine

From generation to generation

Through the trees of the garden

But the day and the hour

Will surely come

To take the highest apple

From the knowledge tree

(C) C. Macdonald (Calum Macdonald)