Now when things are over, I cry
Like I'm over a mountain
Looking back at what's done

With each tree and the breeze
That's gently moving across
Through all life, lovingly
Supporting itself

Now when noise is quiet, I cry
Like if I was time but shrinking in space
Charting to silence, awaiting in peace

By star, by infinite degree
Forests in heaven and nowhere to breath
Blooming minds willed to venture abroad
Systems down; are we done playing god

Now when nothing is left, I cry
Like a land burning its only sky
And above, one drone responding to call

Bearing down, it's nature, uneasing
Upon what’s revealed to be being
Matter, nothing better at all
Living, like us, immaculate sprawl