Nature’s call
You are a giant oak tree swaying blissfully in the fields as the grass hoppers leap.
You are a lonely leaf drifting slowly down to the floor.
You are a drop of water trickling from leaf to leaf calmly.
You are the sound of birds calling for help.
You are the smell of fresh flowers spreading around.
You are the waterfall that crashes down from smooth rocks.
You are the mountains peak standing tall and proud.
You are nature’s call.
I really like this post because it is saying how nature calls to people. What made you write about nature and why did you chose to write how it calls?