Bloom thou Young Tree!
Show us thine Fruits!
This Summer is yours,
for the taking,
show us,
thine Beauty,
that we,
may feast,
upon thine Grace,
and Mercy.

Bloom for thine brothers!
Show them thine dreams!
This Summer will begin,
in a dance,
for all,
to see,
the Wonders,
of a long Road.

Bloom for hope!
Bloom for faith!
Bloom for trust!
Bloom for love!
Bloom for Victory!

Young Tree Blooming . . .
Each fruit carrying the Divinity,
of a thousand Stars and Suns.