Landseer err...yah...
I needed to empty my head so I
could make room for trying to write
my book. It’s something anyway.
On this cool night, when the moonlight casts its eerie light, I can see my breath as I slowly exhale. My breath disperses, dancing as it dissipates in the night sky. I am fascinated by the flowing movements. The sounds of the night surround me as I look into the starry sky. My mind wanders in thought; wondering if we are truly alone…just how tiny and insignificant are we in this universe? The stars twinkle as if attempting communication of sorts. The different colors which shine through are entrancing. The moon’s surface begins to change as the night continues on.
In the distance, I hear an owl calling out to its’ mate. I listen closely to the many different calls and wonder what they are saying to each other. Not too far off in the dark woods, some branches snap and crack as wildlife creeps through foraging and exploring. My senses soar high as my eyes scan the area about me. Night: a wondrous and mysterious world all its’ own. Nature rules in this world. Humans merely become as prey unless their senses are attuned to nature. Here, it is survival of the fittest. Be careful not to mis-step or it may be the last step.
The night air is cool as it begins to pass where I stand. It tickles my body and causes a reaction which sends chills up my spine. The leaves rustle in the trees as the breeze greets them. Shadows dance in the moonlight and try to bend between the branches as they reach for the ground below. As night continues on, the sun begins to chase the moon as if children playing a game of tag. The sky begins to get lighter creating beautiful hues of purples, pinks, oranges and blues. As I look to the ground, mist swirls about my feet and through the grass. Such a beautiful eerie sight to behold!
The sun tries to breach the morning sky. It is too bright to look straight into it, but I do not wish to miss the skyline. Birds begin to sing their morning songs “Wake up you sleepy heads! This is my territory! Good morning world!” After their songs, they take flight into the beautiful morning sky. There…Over by the tree…Do you see it? There is a little bunny. Look over here…There is an intricate web strewn about the rose bush. The dew highlights its’ design. How those spiders create such art in such a short amount of time is beyond me. They are very hard workers. It must attract its’ prey. Here is a little white moth flown straight into the web. I stand and watch as the spider appears from nowhere to spin its’ unwilling guest.
I notice the landscape has begun to look dim. As I look up, wisps of clouds move in, creating a dreary sky. Rain begins to fall softly on my face. I close my eyes and feel the caressing rain on my face as I smile. I can hear the rain drops slowly hit the ground. I open my eyes and watch the drops land on leaves and glide to the tips before dropping to the earth. I stretch my arms straight out, lean my head back, close my eyes once more, and spin slowly. When one takes just a little time to take in all that is about them, one can see the true beauty of nature.
