Falcon Painting Monet while the sun sinks low

while the sun sinks low on the horizon and spills amber light across the petals

stands out crisply against the cooler distance

their warm faces catching the afternoon light

endurance and the peace of a country evening

one paw lifted mid-step over moss-cloaked stone

Falcon Painting Monet while the sun sinks lowA falcon spreads its wings wide as it lands on a mossy fallen branch, captured in the golden hush of an autumn woodland. Its barred and speckled plumage ripples in shades of cream, chestnut and deep brown, the dark hood and hooked beak lending the bird a fierce, regal poise. Behind it, pale tree trunks fade into a soft mist while clusters of amber and yellow leaves catch shafts of low sunlight. The painterly haze blurs the forest into warm bokeh,