Nature, Was Better Alone.

Hey Guis!
This poem is my entry for Soni Di’s writing contest.
Hope you like it!

The wind’s her breath,
Her tears taste sweet.
Her viridescent hair,
Reaches the ground—
Her feet.

Her smile’s a spectrum,
The storm’s Her tantrum.
We give Her not a bit;
Yet Her ungrudging soul,
Will never admit,
“Humans are a tragedy and She—
She was better alone.”

-Akriti