send her off to the woods
and let her know the hum of the cicada
and the rhythm of the rain
and how it feels to be silent but not really.
make her see the forest
and see how she is not important
and that in the grand scheme of things
and in the midst of the wrath of mother nature
she is nothing,
and that is okay.
take her out there and leave her
so she may learn and live and grow
so she can feel herself in the earth
so she may tread silently
without even thinking about it.