But I through the greatness of your love
have access to your house.
I bow down before your holy temple,
filled with awe.
The time is "now," say the crowds
of leaves shrugging and hunching
over their roots,
spindling deeper into the darkness,
that has been with us all along,
as their light sheds
a brightening blush of eternity
rising out of ashes
with arms of fire,
holding the gravity of time
up into the infinity