in the warm earth, where the worm makes its home, / it burrows and tunnels through soil and stone, / and when a mishap arises and its body is divided, it laments, / "i was one, i was one!"
we watched on and imagined our own hours grown late, / and turned to scripture to save us from the worm's fate, / and we announced, "our machinations will earn, for us, salvation," / content with what we'll haven't done
we looked upon the robins and echoed their cries / we sought the same affinity they had for the skies / "we'll build our wonders in sevens as we try to near the heavens! / we'll work 'til our last verse is sung"
as those last notes escaped from our lips, / the worm spent its dying breath singing, in harmony, this: / "you all worry and fret so . . . it makes you forget to live, / to see, to care, to be, to share, to love!
and though our bodies aren't whole, our souls are entwined; / left together in vestiges: that's your place and mine / you mustn't endeavor to escape death forever, / for wonder and beauty live on!"
from the blue eggs in the robin's nest, / the hatchlings lay still in their sinlessness, / and when that small flock of birds are cast into the world, / they sing, "oh, we are one! we are one!"
Gaby and the Thurstones are a triple singer-songwriter conglomerate from Rochester, New York. The group formed through mutual friendship in early 2012.
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