Waking up from a deep slumber on a new found land
Feet grasping the ground feeling as if it was sand
Eyes searching desperately for at least one man
None was found except for a plant
Approaching wearingly, he gestured his hand
In return, stem sprouting towards the heavens leaned to meet
Soon he began to take a seat
No harm, no hate, no pain, but only peace
Love, whole, and integrity setting souls free
The more the nirvana, the closer each other's auras linked
Closer and closer, converge and converge, the man and plant became one
One with the planet, one with the galaxy and suns
Why can't we all form into one?
Bind out of love and face the below and above
Binding together without even a touch
But with spirits, Karma, and such
Don't confuse pain and regress, as one leaves a being's inside to dust
Men, plants, and all in between come together, they must
Before it's too late for the ultimate's hunch
Now is the time to love, evolve, then emerge and such