" If at times I say that flowers smile" How is not fare away...

If at time I say that flowers smile
And if I should say that rivers sing,
It's  not because I think there are smiles in flowers
And songs in rivers'running...
It's because the way I make deluded men better sense
The truly real existence of flowers and rivers.

Because I write for them to read me
I sacrifice myself at times
To their stupidity of feeling ...
I don't agree with myself yet I forgive myself
Because I'm solely that serious thing - an interpreter of
Nature ---
Because there are men who don't understand its language,
Being no language at all.

I don't understand ---
--- Nature and it's creation.