The Saguaro Thief

I was a genesis, a spark!
That was struck in a landslide
With a barrage of pure gravity on all sides
And I'll keep tumbling down with all of my terrestrial brothers
So where they go I think I will follow

Then I nestled in the shade
Incubated by the foliage
Left to fend with my own possession of "loneliness"
My lineage of roots trace the ground far beneath me
So where they I guess I will follow

Into the night still warm
With Arizona sun
We trespass tip-toed before it's safe to run
Over the rocky sea
And rolling dunes of sand
Only the moon illuminates our plan

But I hope we see ourselves by the morning

I felt a wilderness in my limbs
Flowing like electricity
My blood speckled with drops of instinct
My viscera adheres to some invisible instruction
So where they go I think I'll have to follow

And the dusk overhead's dissipating to its gradient
The horizon eating each beacon of radiance
The mountains and the clouds are being all ripped asunder
So wherever they go I'll have no choice but to follow

Gentle and steadfast
Our ancient giant stands
I approach with a pocket knife in hand
And I plunge the blade
Deep under the skin
To extract a needle that will form a full reflection

And we'll see for ourselves in the morning
If those arms are capable of holding
The weight of our vessels in tomorrow