The Apple Tree

THE Apple tree, among the forest trees,
Strikes down its roots into the self-same ground,
Shares the same dews with all the trees around;
Its leaves are rustled by the self-same breeze.
Yet is it of a nature not like these.
A foliage different from the rest it wears,
A fruit peculiar to itself it bears:
So is the Apple tree among the trees.
And so among the sons is my Beloved.
True Man indeed, with all man's feelings, He;
And as amongst us in and out He moved,
Was tempted in all matters like as we.
Yet sinless ever, and by God approved,
He stands unique in lovely purity.