To be or not to be, id rather be a tree
I am the tree of life
from the seed planted in the cosmic womb of wet soil
I have been sprouted from the raindrops of salty tears
I have been sprouted from the Sun rays of conquered fears
I am the tree of life

My seedling spreads its roots in every direction it can
My tree branches grow through storms and sunny days
From Kether to Chokmah to Binah we  unite power, strength, clarity, and understanding

The great forces of life are in harmony to anchor strife
Our branches extend to all 4 corners of the earth
Our growth through adversity re-creates the heavenly hearth
Oh come little bird rest your weary wings on my branches
For I am the tree of life
Born again I have sprouted from the raindrops of salty tears
I have sprouted from the sun rays of conquered fears
I am the tree of strife.