Sunday, October 17, 2010

Nighttime

As I sit upon the rivers bank and watch the ripples of the lake gently drifting to the flow of the gentle breeze, a rat springs from the reeds and scurries through the wild thorn thickets along the rivers edge.

Dusk approaches, I watch the birds calling from above, travelling towards their nightly sanctuary. I bask in the peaceful unison of nature unfolding that restfully guides itself throughout the night.

Walking away I continue my journey across the wide horizon, towards a place called home.




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