I am the tree, my roots mysterious and deep,

My seed has ridden on the wind and settled

to wait for the sun rise over land I will never see,

Grow and mature, resemble me.

Related, we are family.

I am the gazelle, my legs lissom and swift

I run like the wind, and settle to graze the grasslands,

never alone in the sun, together we are free my herd and me.

We are related, family.

I am plasma. I am energy, held in light by gravity,

The star at your finger-tip, shining bright in your galaxy.

I die…regenerate, stella luminosity you see

related we are family.

I am the mother, the father, I am the child,

wise and foolish, calm and wild,

Bending to fit the company

or rebellious when no-one cares for me,

Belonging in human society, that’s me.

We are all related, family.