I reach below,
For underneath
I find the strength to hold
All I need.
I love the ground,
I love it so -
It gives me room to dance, and flow.
It’s always there, with gravity,
It gives me strength to float.
Oh, beauty comes from here -
Strong pull
To rise above
While you’re pulled down.
Wings, they come from this -
Gravity and wind,
And a strong desire to see it all.
Don’t be afraid
To feel yourself pulled
Down into the ground
As long as you live
You’ll be able
To grow in this,
To grow in this.
