Skulking, grunting, the padding of ungainly
paw,
Night breathing of
screech & blood-curdling caw,
Hunter & victim dodging, in old nocturnal
dance,
Pirouetting over savannah, in leap &
bloody prance,
Thudding of ripened pods & cracking of
new seeds,
Chewing & munching by beasts, of dry
golden weeds,
The splash of muddy river & flap of
grandiose wings,
Gem-beaded golden eye & strange voice
that sings,
My now ageing ears, straining in old ancient
dreams,
Grasping past childhood, in sounds, long gone
& been.
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