The sun came out, and so then did we.

Together we ran to the woods, stripping there of here and clothing.

Swimming in the throbbing heartbeat stream of her,

we melted into the mud of Mother Nature and laid in Her arms of sticks and leaves with nothing between us three.

She heard us, summoning up her breath to steal this moment away with us,

swelling with us,

swallowing us up on our backs in the sun.

It's one of those silent conversations where you talk, and I touch you,

and Nature strokes my back which rebelliously says "God."

You know my answer just by the light in my eyes,

I know life is just death in disguise.

We grow hungry, and Mother Nature regrets not to provide.

We follow back our trail of peeled off reservations,

back to walls and people and that their civilization.