Thursday, May 3, 2007

A Nature Walk, a Tender Talk


And so, the night passed. The mountains still cradling the ranch whilst Chronos heaved his mighty sunrod from the east.


Andrew and I were early to rise and, on a trek though harsh desert, we discovered flora and fauna known only to colonists of the desert regions.


Gerbils with tiny wings afixed to the tops of their heads appeared in droves, and lingered, refraining from flight.


A suncooked and petrified stump tells a tale of ancient majesties, resounding with choruses from distant mountains. The desert is a cruel and timeles place, where forgotten lives decay and will be dust...


Love is Tender
And knows no gender.

1 comment:

DeKreeft27 said...

just to clarify, crick and i did NOT hook up on aforementioned nature walk