My innate feelings relate to nature as the birth of a living. Nature in all forms is marvelous. Mountains, greenery, wildlife etc. The most intriguing to me is the sky. It speaks with its gigantic form, in every form it embraces.
The colors tell me how we unfold the moods in our day. The clouds strike a vivid imagination, its bewildering to announce the thoughts that arise in my mind just by looking at the images the clouds form. I was told sky gazing releases stress and helps us relax. In our routine, where we are tangled in the shackles of our life, the life in nature provides us the wisdom we miss to see in our regular metros.
Watching the murmuration of a flock of warblers is a sight that explains the agitation in our head and when they disperse, that is when our mind looks for answers.
Nature is magical, unless we experience its profound disposition, we cannot appreciate its magnanimity. I find peace and solace looking at the sky and finding answers to my regular problems the most satisfying experience.