The truth is simple for these animals in the wild.
Life is magnanimous per se but yet pious.
They breathe every freshness this poetic ambiance has to offer
and sink deep into Mother Earth's very shelter in harmony.
They are Nature's sweet innocent children,
and cruise early in the dawn on a joyful picnic.
And as the dusk has arrived, the light is doing majestic tricks on this beautiful fellow.
The back skin is vibrant and shining bright
but the antlers goofing up in the shade.
Maybe this plethora of colors at this hour is an ultimatum,
how wild-life recalls its children from play.
At this moment, it is in a trance and a pause,
but more soever has identified that the play time is over and it's time to head back home.
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