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by De Waal

Light and shadow

2014/04/24 in Uncategorized

Photo by De Waal Venter

Photo by De Waal Venter

 

Morning shadow

Slowly the shadow
moves towards the horizon,
ants scurry in and out
of the brighter and dimmer light.
With a deep grunt
the lion rolls over
to get out of the shifting shadow
into the winter sunlight.
Near the horizon
the shadow shunts up
on the mountain ridge,
light shouts from the highest tree
on the crest,
it becomes silent -
the tree isn’t there.

The leopard sniffs the darkness.
The shadow on the veld
has gathered power,
it has become the night.

For the steenbuck
who could not get away
from the snarl of the leopard,
it will never end.
For the impala lamb
dropped at dawn,
it seems the light
will never end.

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Not sleeping

2014/04/21 in Uncategorized

Photographic by De Waal Venter

Photographic by De Waal Venter

 
Waking up from death

In the morning
when he has folded away
the covers of sleep
he walks to the river
on the legs of an eland.
He drinks from the playful water
where it rushes shallowly
over clear, smoothed rock.

He has the face of a leopard,
dignifies with a detached yellow stare;
his tail whips around once,
an expression of satisfaction
as he spreads his wings,
hops twice and again,
soars into the limpid lake of the sky.

Far above he hangs from his wide wings,
sailing on the slowly ascending back of warming air.

Down there
is a hare
who is going to die today
in his talons.
He turns his head slightly,
the lens of his eye
adjusts to focus on his prey.

He closes his wings,
the earth jerks him down
to the hare
who have also slept
and is now going to die;
there seems to be
no difference.