A part of me.

There's something utterly divine about nature. I believe nature is God's way of constantly reminding us that everything will be okay. How can you not look at a clear blue sky and feel like you can fly? How can you not drive by a field of green and feel from terrible to incredible, and everything in between? I could get lost in the mountains for days, head straight for the view without any initial regard for food. There's something about the unknown, the undiscovered that totally captivates me. I believe part of it is that I seek for challenges because I liked to be challenged. I know that through obstacles and difficulties, one will grow. It is inevitable. Trees have been my immobile friends that shadowed me on my sad and troubled days, they have listened to me speak without any judgement or interruption. The grass has been my comfort and have felt my hands lingering clutch on an angry day. The wind has blown through my hair and surrounded me with peace. I have walked on tore down roads when I was torn down. The moon has guided me home. The dirt has been at my feet but I have been at theirs. Ultimately, nature has been my blanket of hope and safety.
And just as much as it's been there on my darkest days, it's been there on my brightest. The sun has kissed my skin when I've felt ever so free, as the petals of roses have danced in the wind with me. The sky has saluted me as I've stepped out to conquer the world, the clouds have carried my dreams and faithfully remain to accomplish them with me. I have touched the bark of an abandoned tree as I've thanked my heavenly father for all the blessings. I have danced on green and grassless mountains in pure glee, and have had my heart revive on them ever so effortlessly. I have learned about love as I've stared into the distance of a place that I hold so dearly, I have grown and blossomed in the middle of God's creations. I have felt what it is like to be purely and innocently happy within it all.
I thank my Heavenly Father for it existing.