Symphony of Beauty

I’m not sure if it’s a symphony, rock n roll, jazz or rap. Maybe a hallelujah choir going wild?

Nature seems to get giddy-dizzy sometimes. She has no need to show off, simply can’t stop shouting thanks.

Or is she trying to tell us something?
Something about the glorious harmony of cooperating differences
and the creative power of peaceful diversity?

Or is she merely dancing to the song of life where beauty lives?

(Tomorrow: The Heights of Reality)