Recycled

Born out of time, I felt different from mankind. As a child I would fly at night and leave the body behind. Soaring like an eagle I am dust upon the wing. I am atoms in the morning air I am part of everything I am deep within the soil I am one with giant trees I am in between the space between the spaces between leaves I am running ancient tracks With bare feet on the ground I am seeping like the water Through the cracks without a sound I am hungry lava flowing I am froth upon the waves I am buried like a fossil I am handprints in a cave In every living and unliving Thing that has existed I am tangled and entwined I am tumbled, turned and twisted On a molten ball of rock through space and time I hitch a ride Through a multiverse of infinites where particles collide. We are built upon the bones of brothers The bones of sisters, fathers, mothers So many lives beneath our feet The water we drink, the food we eat Forged in the ashes of the past Our lives are short and gone too fast Though in the end it is the earth That has sustained us since our birth. We are the rocks, the grass and trees We are the flowers and the bees The rivers, streams and oceans too Are part of the person that we call you. Every leaf and every bone, Everthing from mud to stone All the molecules abound Together helped you go around. For sure we'll all be dirt again A rock, a seed, maybe a wren? Maybe a psyllid on a tree? Of the earth we'll always be. In the end we all return Our spirits fly, our bodies burn Our vessel seeps into the crust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Greg Clifford