An Arrow Pointing North

I am a landscape; a field of swaying grass; snow crunching underfoot. I am a distant mountain range, sturdy and steadfast. I am share trees, providing a place of rest. I am a flowing brook, carrying thoughts and worries away. I am a night full of stars, glowing reminders of the vast universe. I am floating butterflies and bees, spreading hope and positivity. I am a rainstorm, clearing the air and bringing growth. I am a patch of sunflowers, always seeking the light. I am both new and ancient; light and darkness; beginning and end. I am calm in the knowing; all things are perfect in their time.