Standing in a meadow full of flowers,
Softly waving in the wind.
Stop as I enjoy nature's beauty,
For this view is hard to find.
A bird floats on the soft air,
And leaps down on a flower.
After seeing, I wished,
Like that bird, I could be lower.
Gasping, I could not comprehend.
Grateful for this beauty as it were.
Go now, leave. The bird said.
No human should be here.
You are in a dream,
You are not really here.
Your species killed this beauty,
Destructive, you always were.
I woke up in hell,
A tear on my cheek.
I want to go back to that beauty,
It's the only thing I seek.