a magnificent contradiction of natural beauty.
a crow hitching a ride on the back of a Bald Eagle
Just having a little snack on the railing. mmmm fly juice is the best
Gliding wings feed on its generous bounty
Sustaining life to feet foraging the muddy banks
Memories of dreams and playful hearts lay dormant under a blanket of ivy.
Delicately touching its splendor to bathe in reflective pearls of quenching dew
It will never grow old...not until my final sunset, then that is where you can find me.