What
fascinates you more, the space or the earth!
The
space does fascinate me. Just its vastness; or to say it properly, its
endlessness, is just mind-blowing. What a freaking endless expanse where even the
mighty galaxies become a mere speck. Freaking, yes that’s the word for it. Just
think about it; we are a mere speck on this Earth, the Earth is a mere speck in
this galaxy and the galaxy itself is a mere speck in the grand scheme of the
space. You can feel lost just thinking about it.
The
space is deceptive, the ultimate poker-face you will ever come across. Behind
its aura of serenity it hides millions of years of never-ending turbulence.
Turbulence that give birth to stars, turbulence at the death of stars. But no
matter if it’s the birth-pang of a Nebula or the mourning rage of a Supernova, the
space looks upon you in reassuring calmness.
And
the colors; oh, my, god; those unearthly, heavenly, celestial splashes.
But
I would rather be on the Earth. I want to see a mighty Oak, I want to smell the
Pine Forest, I want to hear the Niagara thundering down, I want to hear the
melody of a nameless stream, I want to take a handful of Sahara sand and blow
it in the winds, I want to see the sun rising on the Drakensberg and enjoy the
sunset on the slopes of Tian Shan. I want to see so, many, many things on the
Earth. |
| Photo: Anna Panfilova |
I
want to race the winds on the Pampas and I want to feel its chill on the ridges
of the Andes, I want to hear the silent rhapsody of the Mojave and I want to
lose myself in the whispering Taiga, I want the Yangtze promising to sweep me away
and I want to flirt with the frivolous Syr Darya, I want to smell the baking earth
and I want to smell the rain drenching the baking earth, I want to taste the
rain and I want to dance in the rain.
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