Hannah's Blog; The Power Of Nature

                                    The Power Of Nature.

       It had a lush, green, open field. There were tall trees all around, and a waterfall. The waterfall rained down onto huge rocks, and created a beautiful river, which ran for miles. The sound of the water, with unreal power and force, smacking the rocks and splashing up was breathtaking! The green open space, drenched in sunlight, was quite a sight to behold. The trees, tall and proud surrounded this vast green space, but not enough to conceal the glorious sunlight.

      Suddenly, the serenity was lost. Tree after tree began to fall, a piercing sound accompanying the dreadful sight. The trees fell in different directions, some towards the green space, some away from it, and on top of the once tall and courageous, but now stripped of their power and beauty and fallen to the ground trees. The sound of the calming waterfall could no longer be heard, and the beautiful sight of it could not offer one moment of relief from the pain of what else was happening, just so close to, and not even affecting the beauty of this magnificent waterfall.

      The trees were running out. Only but a few were left to be terrorised by the unreal power of the ‘Death Machine’. The sirens began to wail, warning the others of the attack that was now imminent. The bombs from the overhead planes that had destroyed this once great, and wonderful piece of nature, had now passed, and were heading on to destroy some more life elsewhere. But one reminder of what once was, just a short matter of minutes ago, was the waterfall, the beautiful wonder of the wild that could withstand the power of war.