The blurred vision of the foggy morning I jogged by;
I was in my dreams; I was shivering with the manifestation of human success.
It was the nature bleeding, all what I see seems to be shrinking; my breath got hold of me as if the nature was me.
My dream broke. I stood still and the beauty of nature was in front of me.
My soul enlightened with joy then I felt that the reality is the dream again, man is selfish and working harder for there own destruction.
What a pity o man! Wake up; listen to the call of the nature. You are not the destiny but just the projection of mind.
Nature it is, it’s the power, it’s the beauty, it’s the energy, and it’s the divine.
O human! I beg take what u need but don’t be greedy. Stop being insane with what u call development. Be what you are be the nature.
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