Hardened by the seasons
Moss covered hands
Plough the land
With familiar feeling
Each stone has a name
And Mother nature gives birth
As earthquake contractions
Thunder life giving pain
Those still connected
To nerve ending roots
Feel symbiosis of familial ties
That ancient pact never broken
But to the estranged
Long ago nurturers
No sense of kinship shall they know
Their form of nature is something less grand
But the offer of clan is always given
If they could only see there is only one land