First Ripe Fig

Like a fading beauty that you cannot see
Like the wino drunks in the rich valley
They have the hearts & thoughts of the proud
And all the people see is the tarnished crown
But the One who is mighty & powerful
He comes on strong & a teacher to the knowledgeful
Like a first ripe fig in the summertime
When i see it, i know it will be just fine
Those weaned from the milk taken from the breast
Put your lips on the honey & take a rest
For the strange & the weary with the foreign tongue
Move your body in accordance to the shining Son



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