A glimpse of Nature's canvas

It was one of those moments. Those you save a special space in your memory for. Those you know set the standard for beauty and devotion. Those that make you passionate about life.

You cannot avoid feeling the overwhelmingness of the silence, of the magnitude, the colour pallette, of perfection made simple. You cannot avoid feeling the awe before that landscape with timeless existence, surpassing your tiny self long before into the pass and long after into the future.
Senses mix and swirl in a common dance: you are able to hear the sunset, smell nature’s colours, feel life happening, taste spring’s sweetness in the air, and touch eternity in its simplest form…
And sorrow sets in. You now know, that unlike nearly everything in your mundane life, you cannot own, buy, store, or lock away selfishly such vision. So you look still and stare. In silence. Hoping to capture, as an equally perfect camera would, all the majors and all the minors that you behold and cannot grasp…All the life, all the movement, all the birth growth and death that goes on, from the sunset to the erosion of microscopical life.

And only then you realise you are as tiny as breadcrumb in nature’s long path… a millisecond that, along with all the other milliseconds, contributes to evolution of time but will forever go unnoticed in the universe’s gigantic timeframe. That we are the elite as well the unpriviledged, trapped between the magnitude of the earth and the timeless infinity of the sky, in a masterpiece as big or small as the world you are able to conceive…