Water, ravishing the rock, the trees, the land. Rushing over in an eternal, ongoing motion; swelling with the feeling, the rush, the desire that we all fight for, and in some cases, even die for.

We are human, we know all, we control all...silly humans, what do we know?

Nature may be silent, but isn't that the best way to be observant? Isn't that the best way to know your surrounding? Your friends from your enemies?

Everything holding true beauty is natural.

Everything natural holds true beauty.