Hung so high above me,

I watched them bring you down.

Took the iron from your hands,

The monument you were attached to,

Laid you in a hole.

You’re still so high above me,

Elevated by your gravity.

I want them to see you

The way I rediscovered this logic

Inside me.

I am the rock on the ground

The tree, fell in the forest.

It’s winter inside, but I know

I don’t need their warmth.

You’re still so high above me,

Elevated by your own gravity.

I want them to see you

The way I rediscovered this logic

Inside me.

Hung so high, you are.

You are one.

Alive your are one;

You are all.