Manta Ray

In the trees
Between the leaves
All the growing
That we did

All the loving
And separating
All the turning
To face each other

I divide
In the sky
In the the seams
Between the beams

All the loving
And separating
All the turning
To face each other

Without biodiversity
I'm nothing
It's like I never
Existed

Without my home
With no reflection
I cease to exist

And my children
Are dying now
Inside me

All I love
All I know
All I've known

I am dying now
Inside me
My children