The Dark wind blows and the lit moon flies
The soul of the forest fill the animals eyes
Leaves coil with twigs, bark roughens with cheer
Red dirt lies as the stars draw near
White geese goggle, emerald limbs sway
Dawn battles dusk and night wars with day
Water dances with roots, bats converse with the owls
A crisp winter breeze float with a crying wolf’s howls
Mucky swamps rumble, hungry frogs croak
Thick frigid air crowds with a warm breathes smoke
A firefly flutters near a full rivers flood
A bears tongue moistens with the smell of fresh blood
The black sky sighs and the centipedes creep
As a bright light emerges and the night goes to sleep
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