These rocks beneath my feet,
The earth in which I'm grounded.
I kick the sand into the air
The dirt in which we're buried.

Somewhere we are told,
Is a world in our own.
A fighting soul that cannot fly,
Forced to call a planet home.

Dare I think it for a moment,
A single thought is fleeting:
Shared between a single conscience.                                           ----A universal meeting.

Fore if a soul was so divine,
Whole in all it's meaning
There would be not but isolation,
And nothing left worth seeing.

Hold me right within your pull
Embraced in all your glory.
Fore all I claim is my perspective
All I have to give: My Story