The Beauty of Nature

Author Note: I am not sure this is what you are looking for, I find it difficult to write about nature without including all the related elements to the theme. If if does not qualify, well, can you blame a guy for trying? As I crested the knoll of the hill, I looked down upon a valley plush and rich in all shade of rainbow coloration. Twisted trees nestled among trunks straight and true; give ancient clues to violent upheaval from sometime past, now serene and at peace with nature. Grasses displaying varying degree of deep green, with wide blades of variable length and breadth, are accented by variegated ferns and vines, draped majestically around trunks, threading through tree branches; does pale in comparison to the explosion of color extending to the horizon. A carpet of wild flowers producing visual overload and sensory stimulation of aromas, indescribable, imprinted deep within the mind, to be fondly reminisced another day. Doe with spotted yearling feast on this delectable bounty, while a stag, nearby, stands guard; rabbits contentedly rest among long stems supporting broad leaves to shade and comfort. In the distant, a mountain peak reminds of the harshness that exists above the level of this valley to be subjected upon all who enter its realm of ice, snow, and extreme cold, yet, in all its fierceness, a trickle of life sustaining water ebbs from melting peak, to meander through the valley satisfying all inhabitants, large and small. A wolf and his mate stalk the outer reaches of the valley, beautiful for all their size and strength, fulfill their role in natures plan, cause none sustained duress, help maintain a balance beneficial to all in this valley of life. No footprint of man exists or will ever be found, he may look upon this valley , from this hill, but cannot enter this realm, this place enjoyed by only those who can see, the beauty of nature as it was meant to be.