Divine Creator

I’ll help the birds fly I won’t let the leaves die I’ll touch growing flowers I’ll sing to ignorant waves I won’t breath stormy air I’ll tell the wind to go away I’ll lay on the grass I’ll sit in the dirt I’ll sleep under stars I’ll taste the clouds I’ll live with nature I’ll make the earth feel I’ll die with nature Then she and I can weep together Together we can create a world Where Birds fly on their own Leaves will die to let pretty ones live Growing flowers will blossom Waves will be loud and demanding but never ignorant Stormy air will be the best air to breathe Wind will travel where it wants Grass will love the feeling of a body Dirt will always be dirt People will have adventures under the stars The Clouds will be too high to taste Me and nature will let people feel what it is like to weep, love, live, and die They will be the earth’s emotions And the earth will feel them