San Luis

My heart explodes for the deep green gorge , trees like troops stand 
The yellow rays beat on my skin like a drummer boy 
Joyous is what I hear ! Ravish fires in my veins , floodlights burst from me ! Life is surely full .
The lowly ant marches on , we march together . Voyages aren't meant to be alone . 
After all we are made from the dust , beneath the ants bellies .