People are soul

Thus people lie,
Yet they forgive,
Nor people die,
Yet they cry.

Like a soul,
Follow the air,
Into depth of,
The deep wild,
Forest.

Here yer they shout,
Where the mind,
Leap into my wound,
Then emerge into cool,
Where the winding road go ahead.

'Everything be ok',
She said,
Yet they cry,
Cry from the hole,
Inside their heart.