"We are here to root out all aspects ofdehumanization that exists within us.”
They grow closer together each passing day
You know the vine I mean
The knitting of nature, green
Canopy aloft with life
Even when its not
They tussle together like schoolchildren
Holding tight the other's hand
Moving `cross the ground, trees
Weaving a needlepoint of intricacy
Tapping into new little worlds
Breathing time into tiny planets
The labor is far from over
Heavens hold lips in wait
