The Secret Purpose of Nature and Human
To live is to die, for life is within the cycle of nature:
The purpose of our human nature is as similar to life itself;
The trees that stand still, holding life within its barks has more heart to be as glorious and be the main soul to every individual.
Truth to why we breathe oxygen is held inside the seed that grows; over the hours, days, months, years to be as wise as our elders in human form.
And so we grow as seeds that we are, difference is that the tree's only whisper to the wind.
The green grass that we humans step on continuously everyday is the body of its core, known as the hidden mind of the brain.
Every percentage of every birth and death of animals and humans, the green grass shows it's sadness in dying it's weeds.
When the dirt comes to show itself, it tries to rebirth its dead memories.
Flowers that are so beautiful and yet so delicate, play as human women and/or be as our inner senses of recognizing the delicate petals that dances to the wind, from the tree's that whisper it's flirtatious secrets.
The purpose of our human nature is as similar to life itself;
The trees that stand still, holding life within its barks has more heart to be as glorious and be the main soul to every individual.
Truth to why we breathe oxygen is held inside the seed that grows; over the hours, days, months, years to be as wise as our elders in human form.
And so we grow as seeds that we are, difference is that the tree's only whisper to the wind.
The green grass that we humans step on continuously everyday is the body of its core, known as the hidden mind of the brain.
Every percentage of every birth and death of animals and humans, the green grass shows it's sadness in dying it's weeds.
When the dirt comes to show itself, it tries to rebirth its dead memories.
Flowers that are so beautiful and yet so delicate, play as human women and/or be as our inner senses of recognizing the delicate petals that dances to the wind, from the tree's that whisper it's flirtatious secrets.