𝕐𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 “𝕄𝕒𝕪” 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤 : 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟.

To those,

Who stand steady, most in need of a season to add that spice to life!

Dive!

It’s a beautiful thing to observe nature in all it’s forms. But to notice how it emerges to make life more meaningful is often a matter of perspective.

Nature and mankind aren’t disjoint and they suffuse, as they seem —towards that one ultimate purpose: unification.

Whosoever chooses to bind with it, seems to have that acuity which unfolds into prophetic visions. But, if and only if, one chooses to be with it, whole heartedly.

So the yearning to mix, mingle and team with nature happens almost automatically—gradually unfolding into it’s seasons; with each reason curiously spanning to match with it, constitutionally.

Lo! Behold! Held in it are the eyes of the beholder.

Everyone rushes and rolls with nature ,as though, streaming through the grandest scenery of life.

We rise up everyday ushered by the drumming beats of the day and resume our journey into future.

That future, copiously taken for granted and much affixed to the habits of daily routines.

In whatever one sees to the best ( including the return of the seasons) mankind has a propensity to throw a veil over it and move forward overlooking it.

Today I’m reminiscing moments much as flavors noticeable to bring forth the most illustrious feels.

With early morning fog clearing everywhere…. Morning : so it goes … And the day after: nearly as steadily, follows on. One step after the next, as it sprints along , tied to nothing here’s an eternal scene birthing itself in one timeless zone.

I call it Nature. It comes with genial proprietary directing to diffuse sunshine ☀️ smiles all around.

Yes, Mother Nature : eternal , no birth , no death. She’s a truth deign to tell us that it flows through endless times. And the same goes for life in general. No protest 🪧 placards to stop it from rolling ,even if, the meaning in it seemingly fleets away. But everlastingly over grave stones 🪦 and poppy fields, it seems stilled, yet it stays. A reminder borne over transience yet out of this earthly strife, forever in the cradle of Mother Earth, rocking.

Yes —that life which pleases, distracts and makes umpteen attempts to dodge itself from death. But with every moment, it seems like entering a mystic play of shadow and sight, with everything vanishing into elemental nature as if coming alive.

Hence myriadic drift of nature and in nature, inside out is reflective in and around us in every which way.

There’s nothing to cling to —which in itself, is a great feat. And the ultimate truth, longest held , at which point, nothing stands in between life and death is a region —much as a “free pass,” emancipating itself in a manumission.

And here’s what I am sharing through this picture of Mother Nature..with of course no gender neutral bias.

Universally the innocent charm of the Mother Nature is never hidden in fences and boundaries. In effect and in fact, it’s good natured surprise is oftentimes found in providence’s —that know —how to salvage all reasons in a season.

Meaning —Just what could be expected when, is a matter of noticing Mother Nature’s splendor in all it’s genial productions and appreciate it for sharing those illustrious feelings to soothe our minds, and souls. Strikingly the elemental nature with its apparent simplicity accords a character and frequently reminds us of the subtlety blending in Bliss with it.

And one ☝️ must absorb it rightfully for the ardent hope of the world to come out gracefully through it. It’s like redeeming it by magnitudes for the great feels of it’s nature to spring out in each one ☝️ of us automatically.

Indeed nature has that unique way of blossoming the most illustrious feels in our minds.

Yes, Mother Nature sashays a talent.

Yes, a talent which can be perceived and drawn out, as one ☝️ of the most ludicrous of things and redeem it for one’s own good. Such magnitude and splendor of virtues and grace it offers openly.

Take it !

Take a seat and ruminate —if you will.

By— Madhu Goteti : A Sage given to window 🪟-by mistake —you decide 💜☺️💜