Five then Six

the trees

they are

dancing


and the

ocean 

it is waving


the clouds

they are

being


and the 

ground 

it is shaking


the cliffs

they are

sinking


and the

sky 

it is aging


the flowers

they are 

singing


and the 

galaxy 

it is changing


the animals 

they are

thinking


and the 

wind

is is moving


the people 

they are

feeling

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