
watch the year’s turning
through russet tones as
silhouettes shape days into
realms of lucid dreaming,
when dichotomies of life
and death, day and night,
light and dark, play out in
earthly realities, and the
truths of existence become
known to souls bound in
connection to wild nature’s
rhythms, as observed in the
rise and fall of the sun, and
the changing hue of each leaf
as it cycles from unfurling
bud to tumbling remnant



walk empty footpaths as dawn light
gilds the sky, each early riser offered
a treasure more precious than gold






Day 103 of 365 Days Wild was filled with poetry inspired by the dawn.

a portal opens
are you ready to step through?

discover the wonders that lie
beyond the dawn,
magic envisioned,
made manifest in swirling evanescence
as passage is granted to
an otherworld that overlaps those
liminal spaces
traced in eager footsteps during waking hours,
trodden again in dreaming spheres,
accessible only upon the cusp


That’s all for today! Enjoy the weekend.
A very beautiful combination of verse and images.
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Thanks Derrick. I’m glad you liked it. ๐
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Such marvellous light at this time of year. Well captured.
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Thanks, Peter. It is a beautiful time of year. ๐
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Oh, the magic of nature! Eloquently expressed.
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Thanks, Magarisa. Nature’s magic is wonderfully inspirational. ๐
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You’re welcome, Louise.
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Fabulous photos, Louise – and your poetry gets better by the day. โค
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