A white rhino walks on a field of flowers, with butterflies and blue sky above.
Late Afternoon
With Life
My Life
My Loss
Strength and Vigour
. . .
I hear the fluttering of delicate wings close by. I smell the scent of flowers below. I feel the calm breeze against my armoured hide. Despite my heavy heart and loneliness of being the last of my kind, I feel the beauty of life surround me.