Holding her Inside

You see her staring at stars,
Reading love stories.

You see her along the sides of the lake,
Hearing the sounds of a waterfall.

You see her observing birds in the skies,
Observing slowly moving insects.

You see her walking in the Meadows,
Enriching herself in the warmth of the sun.

You see her living Alive,
But what you are blind to see;
Is her Inner Died!