Saturday, December 1, 2007

Night

THE OLD AULI FOREST
Lent, my ear to the night.
Heard, the sound of the wind.
Saw, the trees leaving their places.
Strolling, they twisted their bodies.
They yawned a little, gossiped a bit.
Warned them to return to their places soon,
lest the sun rises and YOU see them.

3 comments:

Gonecase aka. Shutter Singh said...

Lovely :-)

You Know Who said...

@gonecase: thx!

The Wandering Hermit said...

sweet verse..

I wish that such magic were still around in our times.. What I wouldn't give to live in a world full of such mysteries and magic.