Waking in paradise

The creatures of the night retire with the soft sounds of morning,
Mirror reflections on the waters edge,
Gold sun rays penetrate the sleek surface,
A ripple breaks the impeccable flowing lines of the horizon,
A majestic white heron flaps its brimming wings taking off with the wind,
The gentle wind that kisses your face as it passes you whistling silently,
The creek hums under you,
As the Pantanal creatures slowly come to life with the rise of the sun.

-Daybreak in the Brazilian Pantanal





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