We have risen from dirt
To be stewards of earth
To account for all life
Free of value or worth
Evergreen in our growth
To divine suns of truth
Chlorophylling our minds
With a fountain of youth
Still losing ourselves
In an arboreality
Nurturing seeds
Of an elementality
One of sequoias
Who weep with the willows
And make their leafbeds
Out of solid rock pillows
So spill your coal ash
In our wildest streams
You can't stop the flow
Of our lucid sea dreams
Repainting the blue
Iridescent with reefs
Transcending horizons
Of vision's motifs
Where Shamu think tanks
Dive deeper than whales
Exploring the depths
Of serpent shale scales
Who drill to our cores
As we quake with the force
Of Pompeiian eruptions
And wars of resource
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 2:53 PM UTC
We have risen from dirt
To be stewards of earth
To account for all life
Free of value or worth
Evergreen in our growth
To divine suns of truth
Chlorophylling our minds
With a fountain of youth
Still losing ourselves
In an arboreality
Nurturing seeds
Of an elementality
One of sequoias
Who weep with the willows
And make their leafbeds
Out of solid rock pillows
So spill your coal ash
In our wildest streams
You can't stop the flow
Of our lucid sea dreams
Repainting the blue
Iridescent with reefs
Transcending horizons
Of vision's motifs
Where Shamu think tanks
Dive deeper than whales
Exploring the depths
Of serpent shale scales
Who drill to our cores
As we quake with the force
Of Pompeiian eruptions
And wars of resource
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