My evening walk was interrupted by night. Keeping close the verge
of the road I fell down a ditch, and saw stars as never before.
A kaleidoscope of colours swiveling around and around in my head
Life, we never see in daylight, was all around me, spirit shadows in
a haste to find food and safety before man intruded. Knew I had
caused chaos in their life, I got out of there and heard silent relief.
Starry, starry night, as the song goes, trees moved and whispered
scary stories about the man with the chainsaw, whether it is true
there is a Paradise for trees. Wish I could tell them a tall story
with a happy ending- no turning into winter woods and ashes for
them, but a malevolent mule kept kicking me home as it wanted
the night to itself.
