A/N: Hi! So, this is just a little poem thing that I wrote because I got the idea. Hope you like it!
Since the Planet first came into light;
Since Gaya's life began its flight,
All that is, or was, has been
Created from the Lifestream.
From ancient race with healing hands
To future lives in distant lands
Time and space are but a dream
Overcome by the Lifestream.
Shinra's people aim to waste
A precious thing they can't replace.
From the Mako that they glean,
They defile the Lifestream.
The evil man with silver hair,
He agitates the very air.
He wants to make the Planet scream,
And gain power from the Lifestream.
A soldier lost in deep despair,
His mind in need of great repair,
Still fighting for hope's golden gleam,
He fell into the Lifestream.
The Planet's people to protect
From Meteor, a deadly threat,
Holy launched its radiant beam,
Aided by the Lifestream.
Sephiroth unleashed his rage.
The stigma was the Planet's plague.
A cure was closer than it seemed.
The secret was in the Lifestream.
When their day ends, the battle won,
And they all rest, their short time done,
The spirits of all living things
Will return to the Lifestream.
The flow continues, hurrying on
All living things returning home.
United, one with everything,
Eternal is the Lifestream.