Let me start with a rhyme
Or a near rhyme
Stay near the vine
Remain in me
And I'll remain in you too
Whosoever shall believe shall not perish but shall be made new
The vine
Like a plant tattoo
Ever-growing its way across branches and walls
Up light poles and over abandoned parked cars hanging from trees and clinging to my heart
Apart from you, I can do nothing
A bird without flight
A musician without music
A poem with no metaphor
A branch with no ability to bear the fruit it was created for
O vine, cling to my heart
Weave your way through each artery
Wrap yourself around every valve and ventricle
Removing vein interest from every vein
Pumping blood like water into my roots to save me from this draught
And make me grow
O vine
When the resurrection of spring comes
You climb your way to the tip top of every wall I face
So that it's no longer simply something standing in my way
But just another opportunity to observe your omniscient beauty I trust you vine
Because whatever the wall, you got it covered
O vine whose leaves drip red with the juice of the fruit of salvation that you bore
Don't cut me off, o vine
But trim me
So through you, I can bear more
O vine
Grow
Spread
Reach
Climb over every wall surround every brain feed the world
Bandage it's pain
Wash every stain with the rain of your dew until every heart is plain, brand new
O vine
Your loss is my gain
And if I stay still long enough, you just might cover me so I'll remain