The tree community
The silence of the trees was caught up by the birds chirping. Around the bushes, among the leaves, and along the grasses, three of us got lost in its glamour. Our conversation of laughs gradually stopped as our words got pulled by nature. Yes, we talked to the breezes feeling its warmth from certain niches. It was an invisible hug from the trunks and yeah we were lost in it. We didn't penetrate to find our alleys, we just kept the drive along, around, and among.
Look at the shines of leaves tickling each other holding a glamorous smile. The breeze kept playing with them adding some more twinkles among them. Left to right and right to left, they kept tossing until the branches got firmer to make those leaves stand at ease against the breeze forming a crease. All the dances were stopped with the music of the breeze. "Don't go so fast" leaves cried, "I'm sorry, I have to" Breeze flew. All there were leaves staring at the grass with grief. "Hey, stop gazing so scarily," aggressive grass said. It was tired of getting stepped perpetually. Nothing he could do to send away the human toes which compelled its structures to slit down to the crust fearfully. Grass all around, yet he feels lonely to lay out all day long. "Each day getting shrieked and rising was surely challenging stuff. "Wish I was a leaf" he reiterated. On the other hand, the shrubs between the grasses and trees enjoyed the discussion. Dearly introverted shrubs were greedy creatures inside. She desired the grasses to go away and trees to get cut just so she could grow herself in the entire area just on her own. Butterflies wandered around them, all of them wished for the cutie butterflies to stand on them but her favorite place was the magnificent flower upon the shrub. It tickled the flower every time she came in, yet it used to be her favorite second.
Shrubs didn't talk but her mysterious beauty attracted all the other shrubs. All the trees nearby used to intentionally bow down their branches in order to reach the shrub and get the possible words out of her tongue. "No dude, don't you dare, she is mine STOP STOP STOP.. " everybody showed their gestures but the human being took away the flower. All were mournful…
The situation keeps replaying.. once a tree was a shrub, affection from the other factor of nature made it a tree. The tree is always thankful for the sun, mud, water, and the other environment for supporting him throughout the journey of his growth. It wasn't an easy job to be a grass-like thing, expanding to shrubs and finally reaching to be a tree. It wasn't always easy to reproduce the oranges in the proper season. And again to bear the people taking out babies forcefully and crunching them up for pleasure.
Do you know the most magnificent view of nature actually shows how strong their friendship is?.. All of the collaborations from the tiny little things bear out as an awesome view to our eyes. Have you visualized how effortlessly nature is so pretty that you want to get tied up with it? Yes, it is all their friendship and the way they get along with each other. Look at a random view and analyze how the grasses, trees, herbs, and shrubs, all are bonding and rate their beauty. The amount of beauty you rate is the amount of cooperation they show to each other. The Less they fight, the more beautiful they are. The condition may not apply in a case where humans have interrupted the area. You know right how humans disturb their conversations like the three of us recently did?..Therefore, nature is magnificent. Trees are my favorite amongst nature. What's yours? ..