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Deep in a forest,
a standstill moment in time,
A bat flying high
listen to the music of
the forest at deep night time.
Silver glinting moon,
rising high in the night sky
A thick velvet shroud.
A jay flies across the light.
See the forest at night time.
An ear numbing howl,
as the wind sifts through a tree.
tossing and turning,
leaves rustling on the ground. This,
is the forest at night time.
- by Hika Mokuza |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/19/2009 |
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