The Most Beautiful Thoughts on Nature
- Similar to music and art, a love for nature serves as a universal language that transcends political and social boundaries.
- Nature itself is a miracle.
- The law of nature embodies the instinct that evokes a sense of justice within us.
- The deepest principle of human nature lies in the innate desire to be appreciated.
- One of the fundamental conditions for happiness is ensuring that the relationship between humanity and nature remains unbroken.
- Gaze deeply into nature, and you will better understand everything around you.
- Nature is a simple symbolic gift from God, intended to give us insight into paradise.
- Within the depths of nature thrives lush vegetation, and amidst the darkness of matter, black roses bloom.
- No matter the melody you hear from nature, cherish it in your heart.
Expressions on the Beauty of Nature
- Visit the garden once a week to recognize God’s blessings through the beauty of nature.
- One cannot overlook the underlying harshness that accompanies the elegance of nature.
- No beauty in nature can rival the beauty of the woman you love.
- Make it a habit to walk daily, nurturing your admiration and love for nature, as this is the correct way to appreciate art. A true artist must love nature and teach us to perceive it more beautifully.
- We learn about joy, happiness, and the relentless pursuit of improvement from the beauty of nature.
- The magnificence of nature can only be truly grasped when the soul is in touch with the spirit of childhood and its playful abandon.
- Passion for beauty is inherent; how much more so when it involves the breathtaking beauty of nature. Glory be to You, O Lord, for creating with such brilliance.
Beautiful Words About Nature in Spring
- If nature listened to our sermons on contentment, rivers would not flow into the sea, nor would winter transform into spring.
- In spring, the world awakens, nature adorns itself, the heavens smile, and the sun shines shyly, seeking blooming flowers to grace with its warmth after a long absence.
- Spring is nature’s smile before it generously gives; for without a smile of satisfaction, gifts hold little value.
- If there were a ruler of the four seasons, it would undoubtedly be spring; and if seasons had a bride, he would be the eternal bride, untouched by wilting or fading. The beauty revealed in spring is unparalleled in any other season.
- Blessed is the springtime on Earth as it comes to revive our spirits, nature, and to honor its gentle sun, refreshing breezes, blossoming flowers, and its ever-constant fragrance.
Poetry About Nature
- Mahmoud Darwish says:
The beauty of nature refines spirits, except for those
Who are not a part of it. Mount Carmel is peace, while Venice is discord.
- Hafez Ibrahim states:
You see a paradise among the gardens of spring,
Manifesting alongside eternity.
The beauty of nature in its horizon
Is revealed on its throne, where it sits.
- Najwa al-Malaika writes:
Content yourselves with the allure of art
And the enchanting nature that is worshipped.
Dream of the birds beneath the branches
Balancing between flight and song.
Adore the snow on the mountain slopes and the flowers in the hills.
And listen to the sound of the nightingale
Singing in the dark of the nights.
Rest in the shade of the willow and
Listen to the gentle flow of water.
Draw inspiration and motivation from the melody of the persistent rain.
Sing along with the shepherds as they pass
With their beautiful flock by the cottage.
And love the palm trees, wheat, and flowers,
Getting lost in the delights of the fields.
The willows provide a more beautiful shade
Than that of palaces and balconies.
And the shepherd’s song is a purer melody
Than the noise of horns and wheels.
The fragrance of the orange blossom is sweeter and fresher
Than the accumulated dust of the city.
The clarity of the fields lingers in the soul
More than death, harm, and sins.
The love of a butterfly for flowers is loftier
Than the desires of a human lover.
The breezes of the villages keep their promises
More faithfully than human loves.
The shepherd’s idyllic life is more content
Than that of a wealthy person in palaces.
On the slopes of the hills, where the sweet flock grazes
By the banks of the stream.
Where the sheep bleat in a gentle caress
And frolic in boundless expanses.
And the singing shepherd lies beneath the sun,
Submissive to the hands of imagination.
With a joyful flute in his hands, he calls to
It and sings in harmony with the sheep.
Drawing from the whispers of the stream
The tunes of youth and dreams.
Oh, if only I lived in those distant mountains,
Herding sheep every morning.
And singing to the willows and cypress,
Listening to the whispers of the winds.
I love the vineyards, the trellises, and the flowers,
And live my life in a divine manner.
Every day I walk to the riverbank
And gaze at the clarity of the waters.
My friends are snows, flowers, and songs,
And the oud is my solace and savior.
With me in the mountains is a collection of poetry
By a genius poet.
I sing sometimes, and the waters and heights
Listen to my melodies.
And I converse with the book, sometimes,
Close to me, a poet who brings notes.
And the flowing stream, lush along the banks,
Runs by the edges of the valley.
And the sweet bleating of sheep in harmony,
And whispers of the melodious breeze.
Oh, if only I had a poetic cottage there
Amidst the sad meadows.
In the tranquility and wildness of the villages,
I wish to spend my life, not amid the noise of the city.
I wish I were of those mountains,
Where beauty exists in every corner.
Would I wish for anything more? Alas, dreams often bring only tears to every eye.
Fate has ordained that I dwell here,
Living a tender, sorrowful heart.
In the fog of imagination, I walk while around me
Is a world of richness that lives and dies.
They may have loved their days but rebelled
Against them, and so I lived in my dreams.
If I was born amidst this noise,
Let me seek refuge in my fantasies,
And live in that dream where the spirit wanders among the meadows and flocks.