Tears are the only thing that make us human different

From all the other animals and we are far more wicked

Sometimes the only and can make us smile

Is seeing someone else dying inside

I never understood what these words meant

Until I met a certain group of men

They were vicious and cruel to nature and her gifts

But why should they care?

Why couldn't they just leave her there?

But no the rob her of her air her trees

Leaving her to die including me.

I sat on the floor bleeding

Wheezing

Will I ever live again

I felt a warm hand hold me tightly

And slight breeze hits me softly

A gentle kiss was place on my cheek

That made me feel meek.

She sang with her beautiful voice

And I fell asleep though this noise

But it was so soothing so I thought it was a dream.

But it wasn't she loves me

And guess what

She is my mother and that what not

She's the wind

The healer within