Cool Autumn, gentle rustling of leaves from the wind and footfalls.
Stirred awake, searching for the source beyond, a question appears.
What is within that seeks the source of all things, seen and unseen?
Seen and Unseen
Barred Owl
Day Dreams
Quietly contemplating the happenings of the fading day.
Disturbed by sights and sounds, all the while sleeping in fits and starts.
Night is coming soon and the world you dream of will come alive.
Parliament is in Session
Birds of a feather, gathered together in conversation.
Exchanging their stories of adventures past and tomorrow.
What tales would you share with the feathered Parliament of wisdom?
Comfy
On a cold morning, Sunshine reaches out in a warm embrace.
The light of day is for rest while the night is for survival.
What will be found and lost searching for the comforts in life?
Persistent
A family of trees, forever green in the coldest of seasons.
The family holding a hunter of the night, silent on the wing.
Persistent in their aims, yet I must know, why is this so?
Autumn Owl
Wind-blown leaves rustling all around in the late afternoon.
Autumn marches on, stopping for nothing, caring not for us.
May we have but one wish: to have this moment be eternal?
Maple Tree Owl
The cacophony of complaints echoes from all around you.
Seeking to drive you to flee, you wait out their impatience.
On this day, the only winning move is not to play their game.
Silent Observer
Silently observing the world, connected to what we see.
Ever-changing shades of colour and meaning before our eyes.
How much of what we see do we truly know and understand?
Tempting Fate
Faced with the unknown, decisions made in the present moment.
To confront or to concede, the mind wavers and stalls unsure.
What do we do in our daily lives that is tempting our fates?
Sanctuary Amongst Dead Trees
Hidden amongst the trees, living, dying, and dead, you are still.
The forest offers sanctuary, but you remain aware.
Others are ever vigilant to expose you to the world.