Yet I Dare Hope

When my nest won’t be tangled, and my tree not likely strangled, while my river will flow undefiled, my forest allowed to grow wild, my pastures left free to forage, my wings not bound in cordage, will ever I wake up to this sight, or forever sleep filled with fright? [In the frame: Pied Myna … Continue reading Yet I Dare Hope

The Tale of the Shimmering Pearls

Bzzz, bz, bzz, bzzzz…no, it was not the whirring of wings even though there were plenty of dragonflies and damselflies around. These were grave murmurs which were rising by the minute and had risen to fizzy levels by the time the beetles, bugs, crickets, bees, and flies joined in. So much so that the presiding … Continue reading The Tale of the Shimmering Pearls

Will The Silhouettes Fade?

Some seek shallow wetlands, or meadows lush and open, yet others quest for canopies, deep woods treeline unbroken, with sustenance abundant, and safety of the brood, where roosting is so carefree, with no one to intrude. Does such a haven exist still, they soar to strive and find, Flying afar their search unbound, yet tired … Continue reading Will The Silhouettes Fade?