A Stray, Searching Serpent
Cries Whispers
To the shy sky
Almost unseeable
In the midst of time.

'i have a shameless, selfish request...
please
fathom me!
dawn is sharp upon me.
i find no shadows to shelter
in this senseless, stifling madness.

please
guide me!
soulful... empty...

To the fond 'flaky' night
To the fellow 'troublesome' grass
To the strong stones of peace
Where fearless flyers pass.'

The Serpent Drew
a deep, toxic-tasting breath in
And
in the shakiest, most hesitant,
most quivering Exhale...
Dared to Share the plea
With the Wondrous Willful Winds
who wanted to Hear.

'To the forgivable flames of dusk.'

© S. N
Photography credits for the amazing picture goes to Kiara Pillay