It is very sad to think future generations will not have the natural things to enjoy as we have had, and that they will be paupers when it comes to the offerings of the natural world.
But, preserving nature is one thing ... appreciating it is quite another. There is so very much beauty all around us to see, touch, and hear. Nature is so miraculous because it is always changing. No matter how many times you look at something, it is always different.
Nature can set a sky aflame at sunset or magically transform a familiar landscape into a snow-white wonderland. It can paint a rainbow in the sky, paint beautiful autumn colors on trees, or paint a clump of daffodils in the grass with glow of soft sunlight.
Nature can bring a lot of beauty into our lives. Nature has a way of affecting our moods and it can force us to change our plans. Nature is responsible for the sun, clouds, rain, and snow. When it is sunny and bright outside, we feel cheerful inside. When it is cloudy and rainy, we often feel gloomy. When there is a beautiful and starry night, the moonlight makes us feel romantic.
When we see the leaves budding on a tree or when a timid flower pushes through the frozen ground, or when we smell the freshness of spring, new hope will always come to us. Nature is truly an intrinsic part of our lives.
When we wake and see a sunrise, when we walk and feel a breeze, when we gaze at the mountains and the splendor of the seas, when we see the earth renew its beauty at each season of the year, and when the stars shine at night, we should be so very thankful to the Lord for giving us all these wonderful and miraculous things. Learning to become more aware of nature can truly have a good effect on our lives in the way we look at things and in the way we feel about ourselves.
It is with much love that I dedicate these pages to a very special and wonderful person, Ginny Ellis. If it hadn't been for her, these pages would not be possible. I truly appreciate every beautiful poem that she has ever written. I thank you from the bottom of my heart, Ginny, for bringing so much beauty into the world.
I would now like to share with you some of Ginny's and other poets verses and other things that capture Nature's moods and majesty. They may evoke some memories and dreams I do hope you will find something that you will enjoy.
Some of the authors are unknown but if you know the correct source of items listed, I will appreciate hearing from you so corrections can be made and proper credit given.
Beauties of Nature
Nature—A Storehouse of Joy
Nature never did betray
The heart that loved her; lis her privilege
Through all the years of this our life, to lead
From joy to joy
Wordsworth, a staunch lover of nature, believed that nature is a storehouse of joy and pleasure. It is an everflowing fountain of divine beauty. It is a friend, a guide and a nurse to man. It has a healing touch of its own. A ruined body or a broken mind find a lot of comfort and consolation in the lap of nature. It provides a man with fresh energy and a new vigour. It is a manifestation of the divine.
Nature is full of beauties and blessings for humanity. The flowing rivulets, the sounding cataracts, the dancing winds, the smiling flowers and the lofty mountains are only some of these beauties. Nature can fill our lives with real joy, goodness and happiness. To a lover of nature, every object, of nature is as much living as any human being. That is why Wordsworth wrote: “there is a spirit in the woods.”
Beauties of nature are unlimited. But unfortunately, the modern man is too much engrossed in worldly pursuits. He is too busy to discover the beauties of nature. He has not time to listen to the singing of the birds, to watch the clouds moving majestically across the sky or to play with the dancing daffodils. He does not look at the starry heavens; he is dead to the beauty of a rainbow in the sky. He has sold his heart away to Mammon the god of wealth. Wordsworth rightly laments:
“The world is too much with us. Late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
Little do we see in Nature that is ours.”
We must open our inward eyes and ears. Then only can we enjoy the sublime sights and sounds of nature — otherwise we shall be like a man who goes to the river Ganges with a bowl full of holes. Only a simple heart can enjoy the beauty of nature. These beauties please us not only at the moment of seeing but they continue to thrill us even afterwards. Wordsworth once saw a crowd of daffodils waving and tossing their head in sprightly dance. The sight filled his heart with joy. The poet felt that he had acquired a great treasure. He says:
‘For oft when on my couch I lie,
In vacant or in pensive mood
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.’
Keats saw beauty even in autumn. The beautiful word picture of the harvested with scythe in his hand, drowsy under the influence of poppies, is immortal. The poet could enjoy music in the swallow’s twitters and cricket’s songs. Who says that only spring has its songs? Autumn has its songs too, as beautiful as those of spring.
Nature is not only a source of joy, it is also a source of joy, it is also a source of education. The fruitful trees teach us to be humble; the mountains teach us to be firm; the flowers teach us to smile and blossom even when we are surrounded by the thorns of life. Wordsworth rightly said:
“One impulse from the vernal wood
May teach us more of man,
Of moral evil and of good
Than all the sages can.”
A keen observer of nature can certainly find tongues in trees, books in brooks, sermons in stones and good in everything.
Nature is a source of joy to us because it reveals the oneness of life. Nature is a manifestation of God. Nature is permeated with the same soul that dwells in man. There is a kinship between man and nature. Love of nature is, therefore, natural in man. A man who does not love nature is heretic because he refuses to recognize God who is all powerful and all pervading.