Here are a few thoughts and essays, celebrating the beauty of nature and expressed through paintings inspired by Minecraft.
Poetry and Nature
Poetry about nature is inspiring, beautiful and serene. A poet can find inspiration in almost anything from nature: a clear blue sky, a babbling brook, or a rugged mountain landscape. With nature as the subject, the words can flow onto the page.
Nature poetry may be used in poetry contests or published in magazines or books. A nature poem may be written in prose or verse form. Poems that are written in a poetic style tend to be more dramatic in their tone and subject. Poetry about nature is an excellent way to convey the beauty of the Earth and to express your feelings. When writing about nature, keep these tips in mind:
- Use descriptive language.
- Write in a lively, conversational tone.
- Avoid using too many technical terms and scientific words.
A Story of Gwendolyn the Fair
Here is a short story of Gwendolyn the Fair, inspired by my travels through the natural beauty of Minecraft.
Gwendolyn the Fair was a beautiful maiden who lived alone in nature. She loved all living things, and liked to spend time outdoors observing plants and animals in their natural habitat.
She would spend countless hours in the hills, by the river, or walking through lush meadows. She would always take the time to appreciate a bee in flight, or the subtle colors of flowers and plants. And more than anything, she loved the majesty of the trees.
She would sit on a tree stump for hours, just watching them grow and grow. She never needed to be told what to do, or how to do it. She just knew. She had an innate sense of the natural world, and a deep connection with it. One day, as Gwendolyn was sitting under a tree, a huge, black bird flew down and landed on her shoulder. “Hello,” he said. Gwendolyn smiled. “Hello,” she replied. “I have been looking for you for some time now,” said the bird. “I am the King of the Birds, and I want you to be my Queen.” Gwendolyn nodded. “If that is what you want, then of course I will be your queen,” she replied. The King of the Birds smiled, and then spread his wings and took flight. “I am so proud of you,” he called back.
Gwendolyn smiled to herself. She had no intention of becoming a queen of the birds, but she liked to humor the animals.
Later, Gwendolyn made her way back to her small, humble village. She tended to the flowers outside of her quaint little hut and enjoyed speaking with her fellow villagers.
Then, one day, a stranger approached her, saying that he was a traveler. “I have been wandering through these parts for many years,” he told her. “And I am always looking for a new adventure. Could I join you in your hut? I would love to hear about your adventures.” Gwendolyn looked at him. “I don’t think I’d like that very much,” she replied. “But it is nice of you to ask.” “Thank you,” said the stranger. “So what kind of adventures do you have?” asked Gwendolyn. “Well, I’ve been up and down the river,” he said. “I’ve traveled all around the kingdom. I’ve gone to the east and the west, and seen the lands beyond the mountains. But my favorite places are here, by the sea. And I have heard stories about your kingdom.” Gwendolyn smiled. “I am so glad you like my kingdom,” she said. “What kind of stories?” asked Gwendolyn. “Well, I’ve heard stories of a strange creature who lives in the deep sea. They say that when he rises to the surface, he can change into a beautiful young woman.” “That sounds like a very nice story,” said Gwendolyn. “Tell me more.” “I’ve also heard stories of a giant bird that comes out of the trees at night,” he continued. “And it always lands on someone’s shoulder and says, ‘Hello.’ “Gwendolyn laughed. “That sounds like a funny story. But if you really want to hear a story, I have one for you.” Gwendolyn took a deep breath. Then she told the stranger about the King of the Birds. “Wow,” said the stranger. “That sounds like a wonderful story.” “But what do you think about my kingdom?” asked Gwendolyn.
“It is very beautiful,” said the stranger. “I think it is very nice here. And I would love to stay for a while.” Gwendolyn smiled. “Then it is settled,” she said. “You can stay in my hut for as long as you like.” Gwendolyn was a happy young woman who lived in a beautiful kingdom. She loved her village and enjoyed spending time with her fellow villagers. She had been traveling around the kingdom for many years, and was always looking for new adventures. One day, she came upon a strange creature. “Hello,” said the stranger. “What are you doing here?” asked Gwendolyn. “I am a traveler,” he replied. “I am always on the lookout for new adventures. I heard about your kingdom and I want to visit it someday.” “Oh, that sounds fun,” said Gwendolyn. “I love meeting people and talking about adventures.”
