WHEN NATURE CALLS 🌈

Nature is exquisite and fun, But beauty of nature is a spectacular tribute to the existence and ovulation that can be explored and felt. Rhythm of nature is life, Like the sounds of lakes and rivers that bring us a genius composer and good memories. Alone in the woods of the forests, A bitter hostility of the sky and tallest trees 🌲

Sounds of singing birds earlier in the morning, depict a beauty of life and importance of existence, that no one can adorn. Shadows of the hills remind us about the past, but sunshine in the morning grant us million reasons to keep on going. But hottest sun in the forest reminds a strong warrior that he's wallowing in another man's land.

Green leaves force man to rejoice a gift of life. Blue sky clears up our minds. But shower rain testifies that nature is in charge. But death has proven to anyone that nature is indeed untouchable but arrogant.

Nature is deceitful and magical. But nature lives on forever. 

QUOTES OF A HARDWORKING WOMAN!

Nobody hustles harder than a mother who hate asking people for nothing. If there's no shoulder to cry on, There is floor to kneel on. I can't scratch the surface of what is happening in my life, but sometimes it's better to remain silent than telling everyone how i feel. I wasn't trained to survive, , But I'm just surviving. There are days where I'm too hard on myself, sometimes i blame myself when things aren't going well for me, I always feel hurt and disappointed when i fail to live up to expectations. 😭😭

I'm trying not to fall apart, To stop being worried and thinking that i and a failure. If don't take risks, I will always remain slave of the rich, but opponents won't support me, always they to bring me down on my toes. That you're small today doesn't mean that you will be small tomorrow.

One day your hardwork will pay off, Don't stop hustling. 🙏

Another word for existence!

 When heavens are up in arms ✊ Rivers and lakes will celebrate downfall of the forests. But when heavens are filled with grudges' tears of anger will shed on the surface. But heavens never run out of water. Nature has its own myths and desires. 🌈🌈 When the moon praises Art of nature, The night will celebrate silence of the surface. When nature goes furious, storms and typhoons will betray loyalty of the surface 🌏