Nature is full of wonders. Take a turn left or right and you'll be greeted with marvels unmatched. Dare I say it, a reiteration of a master sculptor at work. Whether  altered by its own whims or the orchestration of man, it still retains a beauty so natural, a  retelling of creations touch. whether it a be a bumble bee that aerodynamically shouldn't fly, a notion that was held by many for quite some time, or  a slithering serpent that lurks in the ground, a sloth so slow that knows no emergency or a meerkat so naively intelligent, nature speaks to us in volumes, so silent yet audible enough for one willing to hear. 
In the natural world, one may glean lessons so precious, great erudition. The irony is that the obvious is not so common thought through by many a beholder ,and like it is said, 'common sense is not common' for if it were, then perhaps men/women of nobility would be more abundant than the common man! A simple, yet profound circuit of life may be observed; trees always send their trunks, shoots, or stems upward and their roots down in the ground, hidden from the scene, as if in an attempt to elude the prying eye. A deep rooted tree will stand the caprice of weather. like roots that unearth the ground, into the darkness and crevices of the rocks, tunneling their way in search for precious minerals, a drought of water and further more, anchorage, one needs to work with his ability in the shadows, letting no drop of sweat or perspiration drop in waste or ebb away in futility. Let your success, like the visible, majestic tree with awesome branches noise out your labours. And if situation allows that you have not the strength to stand up on your own despite a good rooting send off in the ground, like a creeper, tag along the back of mighty 'oaks' or 'cedars' or 'pines' as it were. It is not belittling, rather, making use of every opportunity to scale the heights.  In stack contrast, reeds, shrubs , grass or their kind are not as majestic and imposing. They are slender, gentle and even a mild blow of he wild will get their notice as is manifest in the swerving dance. Oddly, in an ensuing storm, trees wane and fall to the ground, while the little reeds stand their ground.  Here is exhibited the strength of gentleness.