The Forest Night

Darkness descends, a new world arrives
In the forest night
Branches lightly creek, sway, and still the leaves
Deep into the forest green
With pine needles creating, a silent bedding
Upon the floor of the forest's needs
So still the pine, so aromatic
So protective of, the changing seasons
One by one, from winter's spring
To summer's fall
A brand new birth, upon the breeze
A baby deer, finds mother near
Seeks her comfort
Amid protective pines
And the silent forest,
Where sometimes at night
Most suddenly,
A fire awakens, everything
But then, as if magic
The great mother
Brings forth the rain
And nature's cry, " The right to live"
Seems a song
A wilderness' lullaby,
Where the forests creatures
All feel the appeal
And the sweet caress
Of the forest night,
Its perpetual blanket
Of the warmth that's here,
Shining,
On even the darkest,
Of nights....

Tony Taylor
 * a work in progress