She Who Envied Nature

A girl on the window sill

Who envied mother nature

So many pastures 

So pretty is she

Home to lives

Gift of God

Free to be as she wants

Nobody ever has tried to taunt

So beautiful 

So free

Can be the whispering wind

Howling over mountains tall

Doesn't need any shawl

So vast

Never downcast

Can be the endless sky

So high

So comfortable 

Seasons can change

And temperatures range

So adjustable 

Yet comfortable

She who stays at the window sill

How can she envy nature

Because these days

Urbanisation and

deforestation falls

And nature gets harassed yet is gentle

A girl on the window sill

Who envied mother nature

So many pastures 

So pretty is she

Home to lives

Gift of God

Free to be as she wants

Nobody ever has tried to taunt.