The Freedom of Nature By Nnaluo Chinazaekpere

THE FREEDOM OF NATURE The dew drops softly, Carefully watering all things on the surface of the earth. Seems so fragile,like 'baby rain'. Then slowly, but gracefully, the sun rises from the East lighting up the world. The start of a new day. The sound of the birds chirping, the wind whistling and the trees rustling, Sounds like nature is singing. Then the day begins to unfold. All activities taking place. Creatures are born, creatures are dead. But all are what tends. The day is coming to an end. The sun later sets in the west. The light of the moon which was lent, gives the air to tell tales which are the best. Finally, it is time to rest. Copyright © 28th October, 2020. Nnaluo Chinazaekpere.