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I always thought nature was a spell, an incantation as old as time. There is a certain quality to nature that when viewed in a certain way has an almost hypnotic effect. It was beneath one of those majestic trees I would deposit myself, along with a book that I became possessed by nature. By sunsets and sunrise , by the chirping of crickets and dog howls.it makes a very beautiful sound in the night, distant and sad .makes me think of the mystery of time. By the beautiful stars that I find the most pleasing gift of this universe to us. They light up the night as well as my already worn out spirit. My whole experience of Nigeria is kaduna mostly zaria, and eventually I have come to love the small city and to be bored by it in equal measure. In my entire life I know just two states, taraba state also nicknamed natures gift to the nation, bordered on the north eastern Nigeria and kano state. My most priced memories ,that is the once I care to dwell upon are rooted in the town of my birth which is jalingo immemorially suspended in a frieze of old fashioned rooftops. One of the pleasant features of that summer which I clearly remember was the weather which was bright and placid, flower fragrant, almost as if the days have been seized in a perpetual heyday. There is something amazing, extraordinary even about driving on an open road and watching the view of natural features , making your trip into a new adventure . I enjoyed this journey not just the destination These are my favorite things about the travel. I look beyond what I see, deep into the earth, the wind and the sky, the rivers and trees. My heart belongs there and to nowhere else ,in nature does it find tranquility so relaxing. Here, let me help you visualize. Such magnificent view my eyes beholds and not even the brush strokes of an artist could paint a vivid picture of the beauty I saw, but a girl can try. Above me I see the sun, the eye of heaven, its gold complexion lovely. it is indescribable, yet I have a description of it from my heart, such great wonder cannot be ignored. Above in the sky, blue as the deepest part of the sea, Some fringe of clouds moved depthless. To my side I see the forest, full of lush green trees, and I hear the wind, steely and fine as a needle, such graceful sound. i see the trees dancing to the whispers of the wind in similar pattern. The branches of each tree spread out each waving leaf telling its own story to the world with each dancing flick. Their barks so beautifully carved, tells their tale, such perfection. On the side of the highway were the meadows, painted by the creator, lovely green army which grew off the side of the small hills, so rich, the rays of light making the blade look like glass in the sun. My heart soars at the view and my eyes glisters in wonder, just like a child staring at the beauty of a king. I always have this dream, where I am standing by the river while the cool breeze caresses my face with its talon like fingers . Now its not a dream, I feel my eyes smile as we got to the taraba river which traverses the southern part of the state. The river, my soul mate who has been held captive in my heart for years. such beauty, it did not appear blue instead it looked metallic dull, gleaming as the episodic spear of light pierced through the clouds and danced over the surface . Silhouettes of birds so slender in the air flew home across the sky as the sun began to sink below the horizon. My spirit soared at the sight as I was transported into an existence with no clocks or calendar. The sky was a party with colors. Even when the world is being taken for granted the sky remains beautiful. If the sky remained vivid and strong, then so can i.