Malheur Before Dawn

An owl sound wandered along the road with me.

I didn’t hear it—I breathed it into my ears.

Little ones at first, the stars retired, leaving

polished little circles on the sky for a while.

Then the sun began to shout from below the horizon.

Throngs of birds campaigned, their music a tent of sound.

From across a pond, out of the mist,

one drake made a V and said its name.

Some vast animal of sound began to rouse

from the reeds and lean outward.

Frogs discovered their national anthem again.

I didn’t know a ditch could hold so much joy.

So magic a time it was that I was both brave and afraid.

Some day like this might save the world.

(c) William Stafford

Tell of a time when you awoke at dawn and heard the world awakening.
Have you ever experienced that sense of being both brave and afraid while in nature? What was that experience for you? How does it help you to live your life?.
Begin a poem or prose piece with the words, “Some day like this might save the world.”

FYI: Malheur is a National Park in Oregon.

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