There’s a certain kind of calm that embraces you in nature.
Perhaps it is the acknowledgement of your smallness in the vast universe while staring at the night sky, knowing that being a part of something so beautiful makes you beautiful.
Tag: Nature
Let’s Pretend…
Let's pretend we are kids. Close your eyes and dream– Dream of a world pretty and free Of filth and tainted dreams, Of a time when living was simple When worry was not a word we knew How to express in ourselves. Look up to the sky and wish That you were up there with the million stars Twinkling and awing, as men below gaze heads raised Imagine silence, beautiful serene quietness An orchestra unheard, only experienced deep within Galaxies swirling and in a spot, Becoming and falling apart Black holes with promises of unravelling Cosmic and spacetime mysteries. All humbly existing in harmonical continuum. Let's pretend we exist outside our bodies, Hosted in extraterrestrial habitats Where the cruelty of humanity cannot reach Nor the vanity of sentience. Let's behold nature, Untouched by destruction only man can bring. And maybe while we wish and dream We can remain there in the heavens As the gods the once were Before falling like the stars.
Prompt: Shooting star
When we were…
Once upon a time, we were.
A force.
We could look ahead and have a glance into the future, one that was so promising we aimed for it. Like porters, we shaped ourselves into something resembling a masterpiece. We took our time because we had enough.
Lost in a dream
I wanted to see the world
Not captured on a camcorder
Transmitted to passive viewers,
Nor in the form of mental images
While I read about other men’s travels.
I wanted to be free.
Free to roam, free to be lost.
Listening to nature’s call
To lead me where it wills.