Nature FreeForm Poem

An endless white desert glares under the noonday sun. A lone cactus rises out of the sand, verdant against the unremarkable background. In the distance, a mountain rises. It breaks the skin of the desert, rising high into the sky. A grey snake suns itself on a gray rock. A scaly lizard crawls across the sand. High above, hanging below the yellow sun, grey vultures circle. One shrieks, letting loose an unearthly call that chills a patchy white owl. The owl quickly retreats into its hole, one of many in the shifting sands. A grey-black rabbit hops to and fro, scanning the ground for any signs of vegetation. It spots a lone dirty shrub, and hops over to its dinner. As its head descends to snatch up the plant, a falcon swoops down and grabs it in its talons. The rabbit’s squeal echoes around the dusty plain. A low rumbling fills the ears of all and sundry, a plane swoops low over the desert, its flashy colors shining brightly against the blue sky. Night fall, a crescent moon rises over the sand. A wash of pale light slowly slides across the sand, an owl hoots. First one scorpion, then another, emerges from a thin crack in another white rock, until a flood of black bodies and scuttling hairy legs pours from the tiny crack. A flurry of activity in this sun-bleached, arid, white world, here at the median of the world.