Light wanes pleasingly,
Hush invites nightfall refrains—
Heartstring lullabies.
© Ilija Lukić 202
Light wanes pleasingly,
Hush invites nightfall refrains—
Heartstring lullabies.
© Ilija Lukić 202
When famed river of life makes waves,
Enjoy the ride, but don’t forgo
Rocking the boat, now and again.
Give free rein to bold adventures.
Create your own rhythms of life—
Your ebb and flow of existence.
Should your best laid plans go awry,
Freely bear the brunt of life’s tides.
Never say die, domineer them!
© Ilija Lukić 2024
It’s late September near the banks of the Running Water Draw north of Clovis, New Mexico. Sacred beasts reverently referred to as tasiwóo in Comanche tribal lore graze peacefully as in days of yore. Rambunctious reddish brown calves prance playfully through shoulder-high vegetation, chasing grasshoppers and butterflies. The only sounds are tender grunts of their mothers confirming their safety and whereabouts. In their heyday numberless herds roamed vast seas of Great Plains grasslands.
A resurgence of wildflowers adds summer moods to the autumnal tranquility of the vast Llano Estacado plateau. Passing clouds briefly shade the sun-drenched prairie and amplify the spiritual aura of these imposing icons of the American West—they are bison bison aka American bison or American buffalo.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
'Cause life plays for keeps,
Fear not, storm-tossed roots run deep—
Keep the faith, baby!
© Ilija Lukić 2024