home is where the core is 

inner circle 

closer to the fire 

coconut trees wave their limbs 

and call me to taste 

life has become 

the vision of a newly planted garden 

the trees speak in sounds around me 

and the stars capture me 

when we are lost in ourselves 

well look for things to define us 

indoctrination in many nations 

we birth children who become used to devastation the air is singing 

with the breath of the trees 

nature’s chorus 

brings forth vibrations 

this is where we find the cure 

the winds creeps around me 

through the coconut trees 

i hear not what is said 

but everything vibrating unspokenly 

i see that which absorbs light and wizdom from the sun it is the skin that encodes it’s wizdom

into a body temporary but a soul everlasting