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
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