The birds trill as they soar from verdant green to green,
Harmony mixes with the subtle cacophony of cicadas
Filling the air with mystery and curiosity.
My home isn’t far away.
The stars dot the darkening sky,
The sun’s nocturnal partner rises.
He signals the evening met with howls and growls,
And the downy owl hoots an ominous whoo,
As if to cue the Moon’s imminent dominion.
Rain begins to patter among the trees,
But Sleep encumbers me as time begins to fade,
The bushes scrape me as I try find my way,
A trodden path illuminated by his light spots me.
It serpentines but I’m never lost
Despite Nature’s insistent attempts to lure me away
Night time is prime for everything but man
For darkness engulfs nature’s amiable green
A window, fire, disarray at bay
The forest is vast and dark but cradles my home with its verdant hands
While sleep hushes me away
Until there is a new day.