my nitrogen and oxygen have mixed with the clouds
and my carbon is waiting to rejoin the mud.
Breaking through the sutures of my skull
is the grass that i walk on
sunlight beams from my finger tips.
i am nature and
she is me.
i have been dead and resurrected
one thousand lives
and the feet i walk with now
have been feet before.
My flesh is new and old, buy my soul is ancient like the sun.
I, how i know me, was created and can be destroyed.
I, how our souls know me, was never created and
can not be destroyed.
i am the universe and
he is me.