NATURE NURTURES

Nothing nurtures our souls like nature does. The cool breeze blowing to our heads after the scorching sunlight of the day, the green grasses that beautiful our fields, the breathtaking panorama on top of mountains,

the chirping birds that never cease to entertain us morning, noon and night, the forest trees that make use of carbon dioxide and release oxygen for us to breathe, the thousands of animals upon the thousand hills, the landscapes. All are beautiful works of the creator.

The beauty of seas and oceans that never fade
The juicy taste of fruits is the creator making
The medicinal herbs in our gardens
The cooling effect of rains
All are the wonders of the creator.

Nature nurture
And refine itself somehow
But man intervention
Has a way of interrupting the course of nature
And brings upon himself flooding,
Diseases, excessive heat;

All are the results of man's intervention.

All are beautiful, the wonderful work of the creator

None was meant to harm

But man's activity alters the course of nature.

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I hang my pen here, till we meet again.
Keep being good and keep being true.

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