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To me, it shows sheer joy, with no inhibitions. There is no fear of the opinion of anybody, for no such thing such as society exists. It is this mixture of unconditional love and reckless joy that draws me to nature. Although simple pleasure these may be, the lack of time to savour these things is the tale that is told over and over in my life. Just like how my adoration for the rainbow was cut short by more secular joys, my mind feels cut off from where it ought to be, flying free with nature, content to soar the skies. Instead, it has been shackled to the ground by the responsibilities and duties required in the modern world, alienating me from one of the things that truly instills a sense of wonder within me. In this respect, I am essentially a hopeless Romantic, in that I cannot revel in the beauty of nature, as I desire to do. The beauty that is so simple yet profound, intrinsic but so impermanent.
Take the rainbow as an example. Formed by water’s refraction of sunlight, it arcs across the sky in a perfect circular path. It is made up of the colours of the spectrum, capable to creating any imaginable colour. The rainbow is beautiful but unattainable, truly an ever fleeting glimpse of beauty. Who could have created Nature’s intricate designs to bring joy in such a subtle way? It is these small things like the rainbow that truly show the perfect union that Nature has achieved over millennia. I suppose it cannot be said that beauty comes easily. The lush forests teeming with life, the glistening waterfalls, and even the animals themselves; it has taken millions of years to form the beauty that encircles our earth, to fall into perfect balance. It can be seen wherever one looks in nature. The rocks, the trees, the water and the animals, they are all dependent on each other for survival. At this, my heart leaps up as I behold nature in all its glory.