Souls unto Trees, Trees unto Souls

The hands of society wash our spirits,.
Bleaching out our bodies on washboards,.
Scouring out our wonderful, beautiful souls,.

We can make a difference if we believe,.
We as lovers will begin to see,.
The blood from our minds unfold,.  
 
As we unite in the sluice,.  
We are but nature's juice,.  
 
That flows down a marvelous river,.  
Dropped down a splendid waterfall in such iver,.  (zeal)  
 
We reclaim our rightful place,.  
As we ascend to a marvelous grace.
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We are reborn into the trees,.  
The lungs to allow mother earth to breathe,.  
 
Standing tall on the back's of Terra nova,.  
We are the eyes of the unseen ,...,.,.