Nature Hug – A Poem
is about natural touches that heal even the most wounded souls.
Yesterday, I was in nature
To feel the song of birds
That told me a story
Of a neverending love
Between the wind and the flower
Forever they stood enamored
I asked about the secret
To stay with a person eternally
And Flores said:
“It’s about the decision
To warm our blue eggs
Which will give us a legacy
To build a new bridge
Between the Past and the Future
With a lot of compromises
And sincere forgiveness
That makes everyone arise
Even in the longest romances
While we made our nest
We didn’t feel easy
But we both wanted to Last
Forever, it’s possible.”
I listened in amazement
While walking between apples
That still were leaves
Unfully in blossom
And then I felt a hug
Of the nature that touched
My wounded heart
It became a lot lighter
I continued my walk
And the wind complimented me
For my new-founded gold
Desire to be transparent
Then the rose flower leaf
Did begin to dance with me
While the sun enlightened the road
Creating emotional warmth
That made me feel everlasting
In Nature’s memoir
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I love walking in nature. It makes me realize that life is wonderful, abundant, and eternal. Many cycles come and go. The same is valid for the people, but whatever happens, life continues. I prefer calling it “The Show must go on” as it states my Queen’s favorite song. Birds and animals teach humanity the greatest lessons of kindness, love, loyalty, and gratefulness for what is already possessed. These topics are forgotten in today’s materialistic love world.
Even so, there still are people who appreciate nature’s hugs.
They’re also warming as those, given by humans, but for the soul. The universe’s positive energy should be felt and shared with everyone despite their kind.
In the last few months, I had a big transformation of my thinking and action ways for the better. That happened thanks to my nature walks, because the serenity lies in the relaxing atmosphere. Only there I could think calmly about everything.
Right said, I don’t like staying in the big cities. They’re expensive, cold, fast, ungrateful, and assassinating. Their life’s speed is without giving a dime if someone is alive or not. I saw a few dying people at bus stations, government institutions, or in taxis. Nobody cared if they were dead or alive. The living people look like zombies and are heartless when it comes to living in a big and materialistic town. If I can find a way to pay my bills remotely, I move to a village, for sure.
However, in nature, I can enjoy life’s simple joys. Going there helps me to focus better.