The most beautiful thing in nature

Nature

Nature means life with what it contains of wild life in the general sense, and a material world in the physical sense, and nature is everything that the universe contains of basic phenomena.

Nature is everything that surrounds us on earth, including plains, mountains, valleys, deserts, and seas, and the natural transformations that occur in it due to the four seasons. The painting of the divine nature, and after we thought that the earth had been afflicted with death due to the harsh cold of winter, spring soon came with its shy sun, and those clouds began to break apart, revealing the color of the sky among them with its pure blue that captivates the hearts, and the earth was covered with a green carpet adorned with flowers of various colors, announcing a new birth For a land that appears as new, imitated by butterflies of bright colors playing here and there, perching on trees dressed in a dress of flowers, and soon after summer comes, the flowers disappear, the sun’s rays increase, and the earth’s green carpet turns yellow after being tarnished by the sun’s rays, and flocks of birds fly in search of shade It protects it from the heat, so it lands on a tree branch covered by its leaves, and eats from the fruit of that tree, then builds its nests, and takes shelter from the branches.

As far as the eye can see, the animals race to enjoy the charming, transforming, volatile nature, so that the clouds begin again to cover the sky, announcing the arrival of autumn. The leaves of the trees grow old and turn yellow, so that a leaf by a leaf falls on the ground to be covered with dirt, then it turns into food that the tree feeds on after being drowned by the rains, to restore the life cycle of the earth and the tree again.

The most beautiful thing in nature is this deaf, charming, transformed, colorful dialogue with successive days away from the hands of man who wreaks havoc on the place if he wanted, but if he wanted to become a part of this beauty to share nature’s silence and contemplate its noisy calm in the cycle of life and death that is followed by life under the dome of a variegated sky Every hour, it turns blue, to begin to take on the black dress of the night after it took off its orange dress from it due to the captivating rays of the sunset, in farewell to a sun that got tired of flying and whose rays fell asleep far behind the vast mountains or in the depths of the distant seas.

Glory be to the Creator who created all this beauty in the surrounding nature around us, and we hardly realize this beauty in our preoccupation with tampering with it and burning it and igniting wars to transform this beauty by the fires of wars burning everywhere into a foggy dream that we only realize in our dreams.