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donnaruhl

So angelic,Yet so fierce
Nesstled in the leaves,
Kissed by the sun.
Ears to the breeze.
He's found a haven.
A place to rest his head
A panoramic view of the meadow,
And all around him,Nature has gone silent.
A silence so loud,Only he can relish.
A sun so bright only he can bathe in.
So Angelic,Yet so alone.

tchaliz

Under the dead leafs, lies the dead fruit, the sleeping seed, the restless hope.
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tchaliz

And as the sun's cold light rests weightless over the forest, sneaking across the bare branches, turning the leaf matress into a golden lake, the little seed waits, dreaming, motionless dreams, silent dreams, of frozen life, of love and death yet to come. It dreams of the one drop that will bring it to life.
The old trees around her have been throu many autumns and many winters. They passed on their dreams as they passed on their life, their innocence is long gone, and they forgot that one drop, long ago.
High above, a lonely bird stand on a bare branch, unseen, unheard, it seems to be the only living creature in this still forest. There is only me and him.

justam

This thread title made me think of this fellow!

donnaruhl

justam wrote:

This thread title made me think of this fellow!

It is.I've had a Coyote in my backyard for the past three days.
Just hanging out. It seems like it's waiting for it's mother or mate to return.

justam

donnaruhl wrote:

It is.I've had a Coyote in my backyard for the past three days.
Just hanging out. It seems like it's waiting for it's mother or mate to return.