Dear My Lady,

The stars slowly fade away. Luminous mirror upon the sky that spreads light during the dark is now hiding from us. Dark clouds begin to ripple as sunrise is ascending.

I hear the morning call of roosters all over the plain. Colorful and vibrant flowers are shimmering. As the quiet wind blows, I smell the relaxing and natural aroma of the vast grasslands. Finally, the wait is over, the sleeping land is now awakening.

That’s a beautiful view of the natural scenes of the world. It made my mind wander in static and pure euphoria. I thought that this was just a dream. Then, I turned my head on the contrary. With the touch of modernism, harmony and beauty faltered as I saw reality there.

Towering buildings, rising establishments, and high-class subdivisions were replacing the vast, green, and natural forestlands.

Highways were jammed by traffic. Our auditory organ was slapped repeatedly by drivers blowing their vehicles’ horns continuously. It is real, deafening silence is no-where.

Trees, the epitome of oxygen production, was slowly devoured by modernization. Now, carbon dioxide is dominating the atmosphere. Can we still breathe?

It’s a whole new world where natural beauty is dumped by artificial and synthetic imagery.

My dear Mother Nature, are you there? You’re half alive, half dead. How could I help you if I’m all alone? Hold on and stay my beautiful lady. I promise that I will stay beside you.

‘Til death do us part, I’ll lay my hands to you who never leaves me for better and for worst.

Sincerely yours,

Nature Lover