Nature

I have realized a thing that loving nature and being interested in nature are two different things.

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The Seed That Disappears
Every forest begins with a disappearance.
Not with a great tree.
Not with branches reaching for the sky.
Not with birds building their nests.
It begins with something so small that the earth can close over it without anyone noticing.
A seed falls.
The wind moves on.
The sunlight no longer reaches it.
The soil keeps it hidden.
From above, it looks as though the earth has swallowed another fragile thing.
It is strange how quickly we call something lost simply because it has disappeared from our eyes.
We pity the seed.
We think its story has ended.
Yet Allah is bringing forth life from a place we cannot see.
Then, in the silence beneath the soil, a miracle begins without an audience.
The shell that once protected the seed begins to break.
Not because it has become weak.
But because some doors to life can only be opened by breaking.
The first root does not search for the sky.
It reaches deeper into the darkness.
What a beautiful paradox.
The very place that looked like its prison becomes the place where Allah prepares it to stand.
Perhaps that is why Allah allows some seasons of our lives to feel hidden.
We spend so much of our lives praying to be seen.
Yet the tree owes its strength to the years no one ever witnessed.
The world celebrates blossoms.
Allah strengthens roots.
People admire fruit hanging from the branches.
Allah begins His decree in places beyond our sight.
Maybe that is why not every unanswered prayer is a closed door.
Not every quiet season is abandonment.
Not every hidden life is a forgotten one.
The One who brings a great tree from a tiny seed has never forgotten a soul that places its trust in Him.
One day, people will rest beneath the shade of that tree.
They will admire its beauty.
They will marvel at its strength.
Few will remember that everything they admire began with a season that looked exactly like loss.
Perhaps the greatest transformations begin where the eye cannot see.
And perhaps that is why faith is asked to trust before it is allowed to witness.

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When nature makes you feel things, you know you are a nature's person, what a beautiful feeling it is truly.