Against my fence it feels to me
All this wood was once a tree
Again it will return to be
Just how it was originally
What seems like a catastrophe
Be chopped in blocks and burned to free
Turned into smoke in air we breathe
Into the ethers, out to sea
Should our source feel there's a need
Its back to soil and into seed
Takes root to rise majestically
To serve on Earth respectfully
The same is true of humans, we
Cannot destroy our energy
