AS I lie beneath the earth awaiting my re-birth; I feel Coldness pressing my sides.
Top to bottom, which is which.
I see blackness; perhaps I do not see at all.
My shell vibrates in great waves.
Movement shocks me
Shifting and tumbling.
End over end.
A rumble and burp; everything stops
Silence is complete.
Warmth penetrates through the cold; I feel heat softening my core
I am stretching out, I ache.
Roots shoot down.
Leaves spring up.
I've grown; the vision before me is ugly.
Sky blue and grass green; out of my reach.
Cement cold grey, feet walk on me.
I am dying underneath the very creation of me.
A pop and sizzle; a single seed falls.
My roots enfold the fragility.
As I lie beneath the earth awaiting my re-birth; warm roots embrace me.
