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Be heard autumn woods.
Owl and elk are singing now.
Sing into the night.
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Miles Pen
I'm a Native American artist and storyteller who enjoys creating new things.
* Nitsiniiyi'taki ("I Thank You" in Blackfeet)
The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saundersabout 15 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Love this. It reminds me of a haiku. I love autumn and nature. Add in owls and elks… makes it kind of mystic. My kind of poem.
I like this one alot - we have elk in our yard this year and it is so magical <3