A tree sprang from the ground. Upward it soared, till the clouds it found. Heaven was there, as well as The Lord on high. Life came from the water that fell from above. The Maker shines His light on all those who love. To appreciate life in all its goodness, we must add to the parts that form ourselves. This is done by connecting to others by offering gifts that nourish the soul; after all, for what other reason were we originally made, than to realize the search for truth is our sole goal. The quest is eternal, it spans beyond our final resting place; a dark, and empty, grave.