Time to take a nature walk and appreciate the emotions all around…even when you cannot see them. Listen closely. Can you hear that? What did you hear?
The sunlight creeps silently, driving the darkness from across the valleys.
Lazy flowers bow, pouring off dew, raise their petals into the rays’ warmth,
Gingerly stretching leaves, soaking in the light between the shadowy trees.
High above them on a windswept branch, a lonely barn owl mournfully calls.
Her nest is bare, chicks long flown, the warm rays wasted on glowing white feathers.
From her skyline perch she dives, unfurling her wings, through the limbs she falls.
Just before the rushing ground’s rapid approach she levels to skim the meadow.
Along the ripples, she drags her talons in the cool water. Then, she reaches to snatch
A tasty trout from the babbling brook. Up she climbs, back to her nest in the shadow.
With a shrill hoot she calls once more, the meal growing warm in her claw.
From across the rapids swoops up a sight so grand she sighs sweet relief.
He is back. To share another repast, preen her feathers and nuzzle beneath her jaw.