The Nature We Love

The whisper of leaves in the morning light,

The hush of the world before day takes flight,

The song of a stream as it dances along,

The wind weaving stories, the robin's soft song.

We walk through the woods, our feet on the floor

Of a living cathedral with a moss-covered door.

The sun through the branches, a dappled gold rain,

Like heaven is speaking through tree bark and grain.

Mountains that rise with a silent command,

Oceans that cradle the curves of the land.

Fields full of laughter in petals and bees,

Clouds playing chase with the tops of the trees.

We love nature not just for beauty it brings,

But for the stillness, the grounding, the peace in all things.

It holds us like mothers with arms made of sky,

Teaches us truth without needing to try.

When days feel too heavy, and hearts start to bend,

The forest still listens. The rivers still mend.

A walk through the wild can soften the soul,

Reminding us gently that broken is whole.

The nature we love isn’t distant or far,

It lives in the silence, the soft and the scar.

It asks only this: that we notice and care—

To live like we’re part of the breath in its air.

So pause for the sunrise, the breeze, and the rain,

Let go of your worry, your hurry, your pain.

For wrapped in the arms of the world we belong,

We remember we're sacred, we're simple, we're strong.

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Regards: Fazal hadi