The ground climbs up into a tree
contained inside of every leaf.
As until the day you’re dead,
your spine will strive to lift your head.
Your every thought and every dream
sings the day in memories
and all the songs we’ve ever wrote,
swim beneath our every note.
A single crest born of a wave
rises out the ocean’s nave
and every second, with your breath,
the earth -it spins- on heaven’s chest.
Any suggestions? I'm Struggling a bit with the 2nd stanza