Nature has a way of bringing life to the dullest person through itsmesmerising silence. From a distance, the forest appeared lively ina misty spring, the sound of humming birds filled the air. The redsun was trying hard to penetrate through the beautiful white cloudsunsuccessfully. It is interesting how nature can handle oppositethings wisely. On the east, the sun was trying to bring life to theworld by lighting it up with its bright flame. The blue sky on theeast promised a beautiful day to the humming birds. On the west side,the heavy grey clouds seemed angry, and they threatened to roar downin the rain, destroying everything in their path. The forest silentlyobserved the two sides as they prepared to come to war.
The malachite green field was peaceful, as the grass aligned itselfto listen to the sun. A wide-eyed brown grasshopper fed on the grasssilently as the lawn looked on without complaining. The windwhispered beautifully into the air as it washed the remaining mistaway. A small brown hare leapt across the field and disappeared intothe ghostly forest. From a distance, the silent hills seemed toharbour secrets that were weighing them down as they tirelesslysupported beautiful green trees that were rushing into the sky. Thetrees were different some had flowers others had flame like leaves,others were short, others had formed a canopy but they were alldetermined to live harmoniously. The barbeque red leafs absorbed thewarm morning sun to give the forest a flame-like appearance. At theedge of the forest, the silent trees seemed to conspire to swallowanyone who invaded their serenity.
The cone-shaped brown trees had a green welcoming scent. The noisybees hummed across as they excited made their way to the bright blueflowers. The silenced state of the forest was then reinstated likenothing had happened. By now the sun had been swallowed by the creamyclouds, but it shone through them, giving the sky a silver-likeappearance. The clouds appeared peaceful now as if they had taken thelead from the forest trees. The fallen leaves rose noisily as thewind swept them off the ground. The narrow brown path was curvingits way into the woods and seemed to promise a better view ahead. Abeautiful blue butterfly flew across the trees and in no time, it wasjoined by hundreds of butterflies as they proudly made their waythrough the trees to the unknown destination, bringing the forestinto life. The forest had a voice of its own, one that it onlycommunicated to its inhabitants. A deer was grazing and the treeswarned it of an impending predictor by a soft whistle and the deerleapt away in fright.
In the distance, a fox was barking ferociously as if trying to scareaway invaders. The wind whistled silently as it assured the fox ofits protection. Deep in the forest, there is a clearing which had asilver lake with white happy birds flying over it. Other birdstip-toed into the lake, careful not to disrupt the water and anyother creature below the clear water. The butterflies were flying lowover the lake, observing their beautiful reflection on the lake. Thewind was humming silently as the trees waved in motion as theyallowed it to pass. The wind swept the lake softly, and it respondedby creating bright silver waves that disappeared into my horizon. Abrown deer was drinking water as she enjoyed the spring sun that hadnow penetrated through the clouds to light up the world.
In no time, the sunset offered the best view as the flaming cloudslit up the world. The sun`s golden rays penetrated the thick forestonce again lighting it up. The lake became a mass of a beautifulflame, and the pink flamingos flew across it. The wind was no longergentle as it roared across the forest making the trees to complain byproducing a cracking sound. The peaceful trees now gave us a ghostlylook and seemed to haunt everyone walking out. The fox barked again,and this time it was not as far as earlier in the day. The dewcovering the leaves made them appear as tiny pieces of diamonds whenreflected by the bright moon. The night sky was coal-black as themillion bright stars tried to light it up. The moon spectre-silvermoon lighted up the world brightly and turned everything into ashadow-like appearance. The cold black wind hissed through the treesas if it was looking for something to devour. As soon as the windpassed, the forest listened to the silent night as it observed thebeautiful black night sky. On the lake, the sky caught its silentreflection only to be disturbed by a silver fish which shoot acrossthe cold black waters. The quiet hills lay peacefully as they werecovered with white snow that was lighted by the moon creating aheavenly view. The hills, not tiring of holding back the trees,promised to record every move across the lake, the forest and the skyand to keep their secret for eternity.
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