STEPHEN TREE

You and I Written By Paul Steven Spence
The trauma and loneliness of loosing family and children circumcised his heart and shattered his soul. Feeling the pieces revealed a life of romance in spirit that fullfilled all scripture. Each experience over a three year period revealed more and more of what he had longed to understand his whole life. This is the story of You and I. For there is only you and I and when the veil of this flesh is lifted we are one. In the beginning I was called Adam. I was alone, and like a dream you came to me. In my loneliness, in the wilderness, through this broken heart you came, my love. You said: You thought you were alone when you let your tears fall But you were in my heart The vacuum that draws you to me In my loneliness I found her, I found myself, and it was then that I knew that she had always been with me. She was my heart. Ark of the covenant She came back to me my "Dream Box" And it feels like the first time, like the springtime She is more than woman nor man She's heart and I can't help but love her She She is life She is my wife She came out from me in the beginning We were one in the beginning She is dream I am dreamer I have been to heaven and I have seen what it will be It's us living as one eternally Though now you may not see, through the veil separating "the you" and "the me." You see my love, there is only You and I Even if we speak of us and them And though you call yourself conservative and I am called liberal Or you liberal and I conservative Or I the bridegroom and you the bride When the veil of interpretation is lifted or even torn We will be one What power draws the two back together again. It is the heart which is a rose, and the fragrance draws the love you seek. As the altar of incense that stands before the veil between the two houses. The holy place and holy of holies. The fragrance of the heart joins the two together. I want to be your honeybee, won't you be my appletree It's the fragrance of your heart that draws me to you Let the seaswells rise into the air Let the mountains crumble, we don't care I just want to be your honeybee And you can be my appletree I'll be your prince, your wizard, your lion of Judah Anything you want, I can bring it to ya!

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