Random Snapshots of Nature
The soft clip-clop of the horse
echoed amongst the dark fir trees.
The tall man rode bareback
along the winding path of the forest.
Resting on his leathery gauntlet
sat an alert hawk, listening and watching.
Soon it flew off towards some poor rodent,
His prey for the day. The man looked up,
Towards the range of high mountains,
Snowcapped but with a creek sliding down
the side of the verdant valley, and under a bridge.
Soon they arrived at the edge
of the vast green plateau. There, birds flew
up and down and whirled beneath the fleecy clouds,
chirping their enchanting, lyrical melodies.
Oh what a sight to behold as the hawk
Returned to his resting place on his arm.
The man slapped his horse’s neck and both flew
towards the far-off calm sea for a rest,
there to meet his love waiting for him.
Such pleasure as they played in the waters
whilst the hawk took a short nap
on the horse’s back.
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