The forest breathes
Because I am it's lungs
The forest watches
Because I am it's eyes
I walk for the trees
And live for the flowers
I bathe in warmth for the roots
And take in water for the leaves
I provide homes to all creatures,
Big and small,
All seek shelter and I shall provide
It is my purpose, for what I was raised,
Yet, for some reason, I feel
Discontent
As if I need something more.