To the trees, 
and the seeds
Please believe 
The crease in
My knees 
Are from pleading 
Every which season
You’ll come alive

You’ll come alive

Dissidents, 
Revolution,
The weak,
The meek,
The speech that 
Shakes the roots
We speak
Comes alive

You’ll come alive

Like oxygen,
Deceit
So sweet
In the air 
That we breathe
The droplets 
We drink
Come alive

You’ll come alive

The soil 
And soot
I kneel 
No fear
I’m here for
You to appear
And come alive 

You’ll come alive

The soul
It shouts
It loves
And doubts
Your life means 
Something
Each season
You are alive

You’ll come alive