Dreams of a Past Reality

Eyes stare out frosted windows, 
Begging the release of strain,
Calling out to the trees,
Wishing to be one with them again.

Attempting to escape a world of hardships,
Created by ourselves, 
To the most calming thing of all, 
The intricate nature spells.

Finding what we need, 
By wandering into the trees,
Freedom from the binds we created,
All to form a unique society.

A society where education is more important,
More important than mental health,
And a society where nature,
Is worth forfeiting for wealth.

Nothing should be worth more,
Then looking afar,
To the very distant trees
To see a koala.