Id: Leopardess |
From the oldest tree of the woods, she found the luxury of wilderness, lying in a regular bedpose, with legs and tail hanging from the trunk. There was ignorance on the alarm calls of langurs & racket tailed drongos and her dreams continued until she was disturbed by the sun kissing her face through the crown of the tree.
Shot during a forest department canter safari at Kabini.
4 AM. Benaras is sleeping. The stars are dead. The people are hollowed out like the inside of a drum playing the same beat it grew up to...