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Wednesday, 27 July 2011
02:17:11 PM (GMT)
What a beautiful world we live in.
The grass, the world's carpet, sprouting up wherever there is room, providing such a
wonderful shade of green to counteract the unnatural hues that humans have put here.
The trees, always quiet, always humble, yet wise. They spend their lives reaching
towards the sky, yet always staying firmly rooted to their foundation. Kind of like
The water, flowing gently into any place that will have it. Sparkling like ten
thousand shards of glass across a blue plane, yet never truly revealing its depth.
The sky, alternating between the most calming shade of blue, to the deepest of black,
evoking in everyone a mystery, an urge to find out what is out there.
The stars. Oh, the stars, punching holes through the great blanket of darkness.
Though they seem miniscule to us, each one holds a sun, most greater than our own.
The moon, hanging there, so close, but so out of reach. It's like seeing the most
magnificent butterfly, and no matter how hard you try, you can't catch a good
I wouldn't mind living there.
To see the Earth in all of it's glory.
This miracle of creation, so perfect in its imperfections, so balanced, so unique.
If our planet was even just a few miles in either direction, we would either be too
hot or too cold. There would be no atmosphere, no plants, no mountains, no streams,
no creatures. No life as we know it.
We have been given such an opportunity to enjoy the wonders of this world, yet we can
never fully grasp how or why.
Everything lives in such harmony, such balance, yet we seem to be the only ones that
disrupt it.
Building wherever we please, taking whatever we want, whenever we want, for our own
personal gain.
Sure, we need places to live and do things, but what happens when all of the beauty
is gone?
When there is nothing left but concrete, steel, and a few reluctant plants, inserted
only to sustain our ever-draining supply of oxygen?
I doubt I will ever see that day, but I can see the progress we are making towards
it, and I have so much sorrow for the generations that are yet to come.
To see nature as it truly is, to watch the balance of everything, working together,
sustaining for each other, is something that will forever hold a place in my heart.
There are a lot of bad things in this world.
Bad people.
But there could never be enough bad to ever put a stain on the wonderful mystery that
is this life.
This beautiful life.

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