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The beauty of Nature

What is it about the beauty of Nature that touches me like no art form can?

The sun in the grass, the wind in the trees, the smell of fresh earth, the song of the  Blackbird… They call to my soul and uplift me, filling my heart with longing, the sense of adventure and magic…

No painting, no book, no song can evoke quite the same sense of quiet exhilaration as the swaying of branches in the afternoon sun.

Is it because everything in Nature is alive?


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