But they are not paintings, as they all came straight from my camera.
I am however convinced that no one can paint like Mother nature.
There is power in silence, and it offers our stressed souls a haven to rest and resuscitate in the welcoming arms of nature. The onus rests upon all of us to manage and care for nature. But why then, are there so many species of animals and insects (and plants) that are facing extinction because of the destruction of their habitats? Wetlands are essential to filter the water, but lately residential complexes are built in wetlands.
We should all hear Mother Nature's cries.
See what I mean? She uses the sun as a light, and the winds are her paint brushes.
Look at the lovely valley peeping out from below the cloud blanket.
That sunshine is so warm, heating up the earth and offering the flora and fauna a chance to breathe after all the rain and cold.
Finally, the clouds also push for space in the sky, and end up shutting out the sun's rays. But the sun will shine again tomorrow.
Just like nature waits for the return of the sun and its warmth, so too do we look forward to a new season and a time to breathe again through the next session. Nature cries out and hopes for the day when it will all be restored to what it was created to be. The same with us humans. May we never lose hope, but rather cry out for and wait for a regeneration and a renewal, of a refreshing and a restoration. May our souls drink in the real Sunshine, and not get lost in the gloom and darkness that tries to block out the Sun. Each day brings another chance for us to live like we should. May we receive the true wisdom that will bring us a new day and a new life and a new world.
Enjoy the week and live each day in hope.
I hope you have enjoyed the pictures and the story.
Photos by Zac Smith-All Rights Reserved.
Camera: Canon PowershotSX70HS Bridge camera.
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