The solitary wanderer,
Beneath the starless sky.
His shadow is not seen,
His soft, glowing eyes spy.
His footfalls deathly silent,
As he scours the desert rock.
His scans the scrub below,
Watching like a hawk
The sun slowly rises
Behind his furry back.
The night is fading silently,
As his prey he quickly tracks.
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Nature Poetry
PoetryA collection of original poems written by me, about nature and life.
