I admit I am in love with nature. I have admired it's beauty since the first time I laid my eyes upon it. Honestly, I could spend the rest of my life sitting on a rock watching the water flow by in the creek nearby or watch a river become apart of the ocean. But, there is something about the mountains that I can not get over. Their shape and their demeanor confuse yet intrigue my inner calmness and connects me to a deeper core. I become apart of them. There ancient ways of patience allows time to stop and all my worries to plunder into nonexistence. It's like an addiction, and I can't help but be the addict. My ever concerning fear is that we will age so rapidly that we will not realize the beauty around us. The calamity of stress, work, money, possessions, fame will overwhelm us to a point where we will shut out the rest of the world because we don't have time to deal with it. We have plenty of time, some have longer than others, but we are each given the same amount in a day. What will you do with yours?
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