nature have what we like to call a soul? Can it breathe or better yet hold its
The question may not be does nature exist by possessing soulful
mannerisms, but rather is it worthy of such a notion?
If not, then why does a
man stand near the surf of the ocean caressed by the soft orange shades of
If not, then why does a mountain stand over us like a caring father
with wispy white hairs of knowledge?
If not, then what would warrant you or me
having a soul? If nature does have a soul, then were we to be its child or
maybe the other way around in that it is to be our child? Maybe it is like our
mother whose bond we can never break.
Every animal, every being, every life
that lives and springs forth from its womb is in turn our brother, our sister,
As we grow though, nature, like all things will die. I once
feared this but be comforted.
Nature may die, but a soul cannot end so easily.
In us it is kept alive and in you it exists.
Even those who have never seen an
ocean can imagine water crashing against rock,
fuming with a delicate power that
is not to be mocked. Even the blind can see it, sometimes more clearly than
those encumbered by our eyes that can only tell us so much. You see…everyone
and everything is connected.
Where you may see the wavering patterns of
windblown sand, another may hear the song in
the flapping wings of the
hummingbird. If it is in our ability, we must take care of the
mother we spring
from, as she becomes frail in her old age. Why do we enjoy the sunset?
good avails from climbing a tree to see just a little further? What difference
does the life of any one being matter?
Why does anything matter? Because we
are connected, because we feel in more than touch,
because we are all part of
nature that is our niche of life that we remain in awe of not only our
not only ourselves, but also those beings around us.