A Mystery Unfolds Poem by John Ackerman

The tree of life is torn
Between the darkness and the light
Unable to conclude or choose
Which is morally right

And in all the fury
The tree of life is struck
By a bolt of indecision
And it withers to the ground

through the conclaves of sullen asps
one could grasp a reason for being
perhaps its in the changing of the season
burn the candle at both ends

we shall discover it as the mystery unfolds