Promo The Grower
Grower.
You have truly become the Grower ... back to life, Another circle closes, another new tree grows again ... as the Grower, Filled with the wisdom of the Maker, truly our long burden has been lifted, Now, my days can end. Here, in peace.
Still torn, alone torn. What will I become? The grower. I began my journey with a heavy burden, Yet another burden, The each came to the surface, Followed evil into the ground.
If only I had another chance to make things right, But peace was not yet with us, Wisdom and knowledge, Visions and dreams.
I was very young when I first felt strong. Indeed, I was young, but I thought I understood. I had many abilities, even then, but little wisdom. I knew I was doing something great for us. How could i have not seen the true path? I see it now so clearly.
Am I the Grower because they taught me, or did they teach me because I am the Grower? Would there be a seed to grow? Would there a Grower. The more I understood the more powerful I became, and the more dangerous I became, and the less I understood...
I had not come. I am the Grower!
I am the Grower. There is a powerful conjunction between the in and the out, The beneath and the above. A wound, a mouth, a well, a pit.
From the past, an enemy came, seeking revenge. But there was help for a third time. I was prepared for them, and I pointed the way and a few understand. And they began to follow me. I am the Grower, I would lead them to rebuild.
I am the Grower!
They planted and watered, so that I would learn how to do the same. But what is the task of a Grower? The heart of a people, that is what must grow!
Another circle closes, another new tree grows again...
Though the tree did not grow, for there was no grower... The Grower had not come, I had not come, I am the Grower, I failed.
