Beauties of Nature
Nature is the treasure house of beauties, glories and mysteries. It is a panorama of beauty. It is a store-house of wonders, sights, sounds. Love of nature is instinctive in man. Nature, in her changing moods, appeals to every heart. If a man shuts his eyes to the manifold beauties of nature, he soon realizes his mistake. Nature is a book of gold, her every page is a glimpse of beauty.
Every object of nature is beautiful. Nature is one universal mother who gladly offers her gifts. She presents her beauty of a thousand shapes and forms. The sunrise and the sunset, the silvery clouds, the thunder bolts, the lightning, the star studded sky, the rains, the rainbow, the Milky Way, the moon are the manifestations of the beauties of nature. They delight every heart on earth. The lofty mountains with snowy peaks, the limitless seas running up to the horizons, the waterfalls, the rivers and lakes with shinning water sheets, the pearly dewdrops on the green grass are the wild beauty of the forest medleys. The Earth is dressed in a green and gold mantle. Birds sing, peacocks dance, flowers bloom. These myriad beauties of nature add color and grace to our dull life. The great board to nature Wordsworth tell:
“One impulse from a verned wood
May teach you more of man
Of moral evil and of good
Than all the sages can.”
The education of nature is of greater depth than that of dusty old books in the dingy class rooms. It is man who sleeps over the beauties of nature. Nature is flawless. John Milton rightly says:
“Accuse not nature she has dome her part, Man should not be a slave of the money by making himself buy in the getting and spending of money. He should give himself up to nature. He should have a mind that watches and receives.”
Nature is a symbol of God, so lovers of nature seek God.
Harleen Kaur
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