peaceful and beautiful in a Wordsworthian Romantic way, the Byronic/Voltaire-ian view is probably more true in these turbulent, chaotic times. “Disasters” and “eruptions” as Shakespeare correctly described them.
Volcanos, wildfires and suffocating smoke, ice and icestorms, winter blizzards, heavy snowfalls, alternating rapid thaws and freezes, destructive floods, typhoons, tsunamis, hurricanes, tornados, rainfall deluges, pestilences, and plagues are the (new) norms.
Can there be any doubt that Nature is stronger, as unpredictable, and equally destructive as humankind? Now is the time to dispose of any namby-pamby notions that Nature is essentially and unilaterally harmonious and predictable. (So much for weather and climate forecasting.) It is, at best, forever changeful and irrational, much like human beings.
Nature being as freakish and violent as human nature and human destruction.