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.