NATURE

The sun with all his dependent planets revolving around, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it nothing else in the universe to do.  – Galileo Galilei

  Galileo invented the telescope but his vision transcended far beyond that of the telescope. Truly, living in a modern and neoteric lifestyle, if we don’t include nature among our kith and kin, we will be missing something terribly and seriously.

  She is called nature because she has no second nature. That’s the difference between nature and man, between being and doing.

  Nature comes to meet man with all her love and generosity while man greets her with all his selfishness.

  Every creation of nature, be it orchestrated orderly or disorderly, timely or untimely, is bound to be stunning and beautiful. The immaculate arrangement of petals in Dahlia, the disheveled scattering of clouds in the sky, the timely appearance of every fruit and an untimely flashing of a lightening, is all captivating.

   All beautiful words in a language, every piece of music and every chunk of food that man creates, every color of art that adorns our dwellings – all have got their origin in nature.

   Nature could never be challenged or conquered. If there is any way to make friends with nature, it is by surrendering to it.

  How much will it cost to buy gold, diamonds, pearls and other precious stones from nature’s shop? None, nature is willing to give it away.

  The biggest miracle of nature is that she has blended the infinite with the finite seamlessly. You can see the sky in a dewdrop and innumerable dew drops in the sky, you can see the revolving cosmos in an atom and infinite items in the cosmos, a big tree hidden in a seed and innumerable seeds sprouting from a tree. Nature will create infinite shapes of any structure or countless structures of the same shape.

   Nature acts by the law of abundance. She is never satisfied by creating just one sample of anything in spite of everything being so unique. Nature has endured human atrocities with abundant patience. Let us not wait till it reaches its limit and gets transcribed into her wrath.

    If someone says that he has no time to feel the caressing winds, to see the sunshine flowing through the trees, to see those birds which are happy without any reason, to feel earth with the bare feet, to cool himself in the shadow of the woods; just know that they are not only away from the nature but away from his own soul, too. His souminhearbo are disintegrated.