Sometimes we fall; Sometimes we cry...

If sometimes 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 the rivers flowing...
It's so I can help misguided people's 
Feel the truly real existence of flowers and rivers.

Since I write for them to read me,
I sometimes stoop
to the stupidity of their scenes...

It isn't right,
But I excuse myself,
Because I've only taken on this odious role,
An interpreter of Nature,
Because there are people who don't grasp its
Language,
Which is no language at all.