Change for Mother Nature

The quiet flutter of leaves
The deep roots of a tree, entangled with soil
The light and refreshing breeze
It is the weighted breath of mother nature

The high-rise buildings
The crowded, yet lonely streets
The craving of gold carved deep within the human heart
It is the disdain of mother nature

The plans for more concrete
The plans for uprooted greenery
The machines bringing chaos
It is the strangling of mother nature

The echoing demands for change
The numbers on charts rising
The numbers on charts dropping
It is the desire for the restoration of mother nature

The seeds spreading
The seeds sprouting
The seeds have matured
Now, it is the luminescent life of a new generation of mother nature