The Aldinbarer Tree

Sial searched through life’s great span, A soul that wanders, A soul she sought for a mortal plan. A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain. It should have come to a woman’s womb, A soul that wanders, Yet lingered lost, as if in a tomb. A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain. Through lands and waters, the gods she found, A soul that wanders, And called them to search where peace might abound. A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain. Among the roots of a spout so green, A soul that wanders, They found the soul where it had been seen. A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain. “What shall we do?” the Allvaldughers said, A soul that wanders, “Leave it to grow, though its path is dread.” A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain. Now animals rest beneath its shade, A soul that wanders, No fights or fears in its calm cascade. A human soul is in that tree. There is a thought, and it feels pain.