et resurrectionis erimus

As the leaves turned west

and the trees covered the trail

and the roots grasped the sky

and the thorns stroked the bare

the overwhelming flow of the universe filled up the scare.

As the water rippled towards the shore

and the endless creatures roamed from down below

and the roaring wind filled up the sore

the sweet melody of the earth was heard all the way to the melting core. 

As the greens flourished covering the world

and the tiny earthlings rose to the floor

you could almost hear the cries of the survivors filled with joy.

As the sea greeted the moon

and the trees slanted to view

and the bees buzzed with the wolves

you can almost hear the cries of the world bloom.