Amazing creatures take over the nighttime and it can be a spectacular show; Owls hoot, crickets click, fireflies dance, wind whistles, frogs gurgle, cicadas scream; yet all of this is a symphony of love, of our earth; when silence falls in the forest, it's time to dream.
lovely!
Best, B
What a powerful time, so often shrouded in shadows, but flooded with life, with music, with the light of fireflies. Here we drift into dreams, and yet a world is awakening in wildness. Beautiful!
Very lovely, my favorite time is nightfall in the summer when all the insects sing, star gazing, dreaming, chillin’, can’t wait! I enjoyed this very much :)
Lately my dreams were nightmares. In dreams, we see tomorrow or we drown in sadness. Powerful and strong thoughts shared dear poet. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry dear friend.
Coyote
I like your images. Sleeping nights dreaming of dancing fireflies. Crickets lead the silent song sung in the light of the dark. Wonderfully contradictory!
A feast of lovely imagery and sounds of the night. Love the hoot of the owl. Reassuring to know he is wide awake. Very nice posted image as well Kathy.
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