Nature is a creature on its own.
It is a home, yes, but it breathes as a whole creature
breathes. It lives, self-sustaining. There is a palpable energy. It flows out
of the Earth.
Here, on a beautiful day, I feel the presence of Nature––this
energy.
I hear the groans as the sun pushes up over the zenith. The
cold breeze wafts over my cheeks; the afternoon sun then toasts my
cheeks––refreshing libation provided constantly by the environment around me.
The swing of Nature is a comforting rock. I find the
inspiration I seek in my life in Nature’s routine. I see optimism in Nature.
Nature is inherently wild, raw. Upon observation, though, a
feeling of positivity and reassurance is found. Things of the human world are
geocentric: Creations are built to compliment the provisions of nature or to
utilize them. Nature is seen as a positive, good thing. Man looks to Nature as
the ideal; Man yields to Nature.
Man also yields to the idea of a deity.
Nature is often mistaken for the deity; it is easy to see
why.
The beauty and perfection of Nature––especially the Nature I
see around my area––is undeniable. Nature is a direct link to God. I always
feel, hear, see Nature’s power and energy on days like today: The sky, blue as
the deepest oceans, glows overwhelmingly overhead. The largest blanket ever
made, so dark, but so vibrant. I feel content in this living blanket.
The routine and image of Nature lend a feeling of optimism
to me through their observation. I feel motivated and satisfied.
Nature is God’s gift to man––a living, growing home, an
encouraging home. As I grow in my academics, I aim to grow closer to this
living creature, this Nature.
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