awakenings

good morning lovely poetess what a beautiful story you shared with us thank you I love animals 💕

Rianne, this poem has such a quiet yet powerful depth to it. I love how you capture the moment of awakening, not just as an action, but as a state of being. The herder as a distant, shadowy figure feels almost mythical, like an unseen force guiding without commanding. And the sheep, with their tender ears, seem so vulnerable yet deeply perceptive, catching every "fallen sound" as if the world itself is whispering to them. It makes me think about how we all navigate moments of realization, sometimes guided by forces we barely recognize. This one really stuck with me—beautiful work.
Malcolm
Xx

Beautiful awakenings .. in the truth of their love Rianne.. Animals are pure love  , pure nature .. & they know not the manipulation’s & moneymindedness & politics that the human ace & destroy nature .. the moments you capture say of her - the animal beauty & their bonding with us .. from them sure, we feel deep many truthful awakenings .. big big love  to your scribe of this ..

to say of here, me gets the genes from my dad .. & we both tend to the street dogs where ever we are put in ..  & the avian friends like crows, mynas, peacocks, doves , bulbuls etc etc . Of course cows are much domesticated here n have been revered as god as you know, & yes, other livestocks too live in great affinity to humans xx
Btw .. many like sparrows, squirrels etc are in the disappearing from the ecosystem that’s worrying ..

Sorry to add all my blabbers .. your works n soul inspire xx

A first rate portrait of the magnificent critter that clothed so many of us for so long.

And wool is still the best, especially for socks 🐑

Beautifully penned, Rianne. Appreciate you.

Damian