Literature oh nature is a gift you have given for binding the words that were left forsaken
Emotions of human that are hard to show
Are made like a river that loves to flow
Sometimes gets stuck the river that goes
But does not stop until finds a way to grow
With the growth it erupts and blooms once more
Much more larger than it was ever before
The human he claims the nature is cruel
But little does he know the pain is fuel
It hurts but nourishes and hardens one\'s self
Makes it so the human conquers himself
So don\'t give up for the nature by your side
Always will it help you just let it guide