Wisps of air blew in her face,
As she wandered among what Nature dwells,
Cool air prickled senseless hope,
With every breath, she let go a little more.
She sighed a long note, and begun
Wording all her mighty hopes.
As she spoke, more voices strung
None human, and yet even more.
A chirp, a bark, a crow,
And a whistle, a sorrow tune
All alone, yet along with all
She felt in her their tender support
As the nature sung along with her,
She began to mouth her own words.
Realized how she had been found,
Though never more lost she had been
Not the way anyone could see,
But a path only her heart would feel.
She now knew how the world was one,
And its song she begun to hum.