East of Ginger Trees

We had a request of a song it's an oral song of one of we recorded

But sometimes it goes a start to be a poem

And it was such a beautiful poem

Except for music to it it's called East of Ginger Trees

Go east of your dream and farm

Let peace and silence spin your yarn

What harm can befall thee in yong wilderness of clove

Go east of your dream and farm

Let peace and silence spin your yarn

What harm can befall thee in yong wilderness of clove

Go on east of ginger trees go soft and silent like the breeze

With ease be off and wander in yong wilderness of clove

Go on past the goldenrods where fools and angels lose their odds

And gods of our ancestors did immerse themselves in clove

Go on toward the crimson shore beyond this life of metaphors

Where doors of understanding's house decorates them with clove

Be lions roaring in the forests of knowledge

Whales swimming in the oceans of life

Prepare to meet bahá'u'llá'h in the garden of clove