swimming close to the
bottom of the mountain river,
rounded stones touching my
soft silvery stomach.
|"Deep Dream River," by Appalachian trail, Virginia.|
walking slowly over the fields,
grazing grass between the fallen leaves,
lifting my antler crowned head for every sound,
fur warming from the rays of the rising sun.
Holding my paws gripped to the bark,
steadying myself on the swaying branch,
measuring my goal further away in the tree,
before I take the leap.
|"Magic Land," Creekside, Virginia|
Looking down at the tree-covered mountains,
diving down towards the snake-like river,
looking right through the moving waters,
seeing rounded stones and silver-backed fishes.
I wake up.
Photographs by Sofia Karin Axelsson