Have you ever observed nature and felt a sense of awe? Have you ever wondered what is the mystery behind nature’s impeccable beauty? The answer to all these questions- it’s love. Love of a kind that just gives. Such a love ought to be beautiful.
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When I looked upon that mountain,
And how the clouds smother its peak,
A gentle stroke before drifting away,
I am in awe of,
The beauty of this encounter,
Love of a moment,
Remembrance of a lifetime.
When I looked upon that stream of water,
A bubbly gushing rivulet,
And how it gave its soothing touch,
As it ran, tracing the mountain,
Drenching it from top to bottom,
Another kind of temporary love,
Whose essence lingers for long.
When I looked at that dewdrop,
Losing its form on the petal,
And finally its identity,
But making the petal shine,
What a sacrificial love it is,
A moment’s surrender to the other,
Glorifying one’s love for eternity.
NATURE: LOVE: BEAUTY
Tulip Brook 