Cracking through the sky;
You are the lightning to my thunder.
  Your presence breathes life into this worn machine.

 My mechanical soul walks on.

Blackened clouds leave heaven unseen;
      Far beneath, I gaze up in wonder.
Gracefully, again, you flow across; My shout a reply.

We'll continue this dance till dawn.

   The mornings fresh air blows
Through an ocean of grass, bathing in the sun.
      Reaching for you I stretch; caressed by your breath.

Nourished by you my trunk grows strong.

Without warmth and wind, I await a sure death.
        Stay;        At least until my time has come
And my leaves no longer grow.

 

Though I'm gone; Time will flow along.