The activity is astounding
The noise surpasses symphony crescendo
The dawn presses against brittle bark
Snuggles into the curved shadows of leaves unfolding
Creatures awaken with squawks and chirps
There is breakfast to fetch
Be it seed or nectar
As clouds roll in and lay heavy
Noise and activity escalates
When impending rain makes its mark.
Until that time, I will walk on
Contemplating historic creatures
Wakening to a new day.