Nature poem

The water flows and the trees
stay still like a stick, the lake fills up
every day it rains, the leaves wave saying 
hello to one another, "Hi!" one yells and more than
one answers back, people playing, running
around, climbing trees and playing games
trying their best to make joy to one another, swimming,
splashing and hiding, animals in their habitat, joy in nature,
joy in the world, joy in people, joy in families
and joy in animals.
Why do we need this place? Nature answers when you call,
nature is a living place and will
never grow old and never be young
this is a place of memories 
we will be one with nature.
I sit in a tree in silence and wonder: does nature have
a journey?