Nature Inside Me

What is this nature of mine? Genetically pass from my Father to me Deeply rooted in my bloodline history. What is this beauty I see? Off in the distance but still as far as the eye can see What is this that’s clear to me? Beauty in the eye of the beholding one indefinitely. How is it that I know what I know they say? Where does the answering of the questions go once they take place inside my soul. Can you see it when you look in my face? Or is it always absent with out a trace. Does the way that I walk speak for me? Or is it that you are trying to find me out desperately Why do you trouble yourself with pondering? When all the answers are right there fully blown Bright and bold or is it that your eyes are to tightly closed.