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We meant to go against God's will, to know all there is to know of good and evil in a few short hours--and so we plucked aeons of terror, wretchedness, in one apple, and now cry over the mistake made so long ago. But the true Vine gives life, gathers those who abide in him by His fruit's sweet fragrance; around His living eternal green trunk these withered branches wrap themselves. One grafts the finely-nurtured plant to this Tree and reaps life, yet the first forbidden tree made us know ruthless death. So what use to climb if to fall again, surely all's one in these sacred shadows since He sees what I see and understand. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V XXXII:192. See also B S1:31:100. Ref: John 15:1-8.. Key |
