Rouse

In the morning, ~

Sunlight turns the dew of night ~

into stars that jingle bright. ~

In the morning, ~

Bracken rolls its duvet down ~

when the sky reveals its crown ~

turning air blood-orange fresh ~

rousing souls in Beastie’s breath.

Published by thethoughtbadger

From the creatures that inhabit the most mysterious realms of our planet to those that make a home in our gardens, our experiences with animals can create lasting impressions. Through a marriage of wildlife photography and the written word, this is where those impressions re-emerge from their thought burrows. Don't be frightened of the light!

Nature Poetry, Wildlife, Wildlife Photography

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