The End

Traveling through empty roads That I once walked before, It was only in a dream That I once saw the cold stone. Ivy covered the floor and, The walls hung like mercury, I decorated the steps with The roots of living things. I helped nature take back What was rightfully her’s, And the city sunk beneath The stems of ferns, Not a sliver of civil life Was left over when the trees Passed through, They pulled the sun along With ropes tied to their roots, I saw animals climb up from Within the earth, Communicating with each other, Shaking off the dirt, I sat within the thorns and leaves, The only thing left to go was me, I put my ear to the ground, And waited for the signal, Within the earth a tiny rumble Shook and let me know, It was time for us to leave, Time for clean water to flow.