Touch of God folding from the ground, underground Trembling arms rising to survive a lifetime.
Flowing down tears in their vein like bloodlines, One by one they turn into forests, deep forests.
Fading shade in the sky, each time longing to survive, Turning roots upside down, holding still to stay alive.
Rays of light in your eyes, break out from the cage of doubt See the way in the dark, through reflection you will guide.
Silence, come find me, find me, Calling trees around me
Breath in fruiting body, body Feeling like nobody.
Touch of God, growing from the ground, underground.
