Until about 20 years ago, I used to recognize myself as "nature lover". As if nature needed me to love him a lot. I was taught to keep myself apart from nature, I finally decided that I was a part.
Then I felt that I would be closer to nature, and I found myself living in a village, Nannhausen/Hunsrück. I love nature, I am a part of nature, I love birds to
Of course, I am not trying to find the solution, time is spinning, I think it has begun to turn to itself in my solution. Someone is dying, my sadness has decreased compared to the past, for example, I know that it will mingle with the soil, then maybe it will be in my breath with the smell released from the velvet flower that I planted in the garden, then it will be a drop of age from my eyes and flow into the rain with the rivers. Should it be like this?
Maybe we wrote about articles, we searched a lot, we talked a lot around the table, we thought about it. At the end we said we are a part of nature, we said to protect nature, we got bored with the hustle and bustle of the city and we went to nature this weekend,
Nature where is it?
However, there is no such distinction in him, he has never heard of a word called nature, according to him, it is nothing apart from himself, and that is nature. Since nature does not separate itself from a butterfly, frog or a tree that comes to my mind, it does not need such a name either.
Photo taken in Nannhausen / Hunsrück
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