the earth gasps in one thunderclap
and the sky cries sunbeamed rain

the rivers run with mourning blood
as the mountains strain to move

the deserts now grow green from
oceans rising with saltwater tears


maybe for the first time we wake
to remember things we used to be

(children of volcanoes and death
worshipers of forests and stars)

or maybe we slumber on
as around us, the world crumbles