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?
Parliament is in Session
Eastern-screech Owl
Blending In
Nestled amongst a family of trees seemingly chaotic.
Colours blend as the mind struggles in a search for what you seek.
What can be done but to let the present moment seek and find you.
Return to Slumber Tree
A lonely sentinel of wood, stands facing the dying day.
Their brethren and kin have long since been felled by Nature and time.
Does the sentinel know the safety they provide on this day?
Slumber Tree
A weathered old corpse of wood remains standing lifeless and still.
Yet life is slumbering within and peering out sleepily.
What thoughts arise in the unknown world between sleep and awake?
Welcome Back
A cold Winter afternoon brings a chill, yet you face the wind.
Sitting still, you soak up what little heat the Sun offers you.
Rest and sleep in preparation for tonight and tomorrow.
Catching some Zzz’s
Much of the world awakens while I get some much-needed sleep.
Daylight and noises all around: sleep does not come easily.
But the warmth of a new day is well worth a little less sleep.