“Here I guard my own graveyard.
Here I smell photosynthesis through those pores of carbon sediments for so many years, millions and millions…
My those painstaking years of burying are perked up in silence of big trunks.
Like the phoenix I resurrect again and again to fuel your bright smile.
Here I lie down as the fossil of myself under the shades of my own green past.
So many stories I completed reading to my grave guards , serene , sylvan and so attentive.
Welcome to the curious case of mine, who died yesterday to enliven the world of tomorrow.
Welcome to the history of coal locked behind so much sensation”