The Raven calls
With sombre notes
While other crows
Envy his sleek darkness
And mock him
From a distance
Geese move
With spectacular haste
Across the blue grey morning
Calling wildly
as they go
Three roe deer does
Alert, alive to peril
Still for a moment
On the meadow
Then bound away
Over the wall
To disappear
in brush and heather
White tails reveal
Their graceful leaps
Run towards
The rising sun.
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I would risk it all
Just for a glimpse
Of the full moon rising
Over silver water
With you.
The wildest moments
On the softest edge of beauty
When everything I dreamed of
Came true
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