In a starless night
The woods allure and I move in trance
as if hypnotized by some gothic fairy.
Cold blanket of absolute darkness
envelopes, making me shiver in anticipation
for what would emerge from the depths ahead,
mythical labyrinth that has no end.
These trees have eyes, glittering,
golden, mischievous eyes.
Their silent message urges me on,
in this magical world of musical stillness.
The forest proclaims ancient mysteries,
shrouded in shadows for centuries.
I long to unlock the buried secrets in this starless night
and follow the sounds of the whispering woods, away from light.
The shadows grow thick
lush green foliage turning dark
with the weight of fog and night
spread around like soft blanket.
Hundreds of intense golden eyes,
blinking bright as candle flames
rapidly scanning the curious gathering
of hunters and the hunted.
Scent of the hunt escalates
and the mad chase begins.
Wind rushes through dense growth
Her amused whistling camouflaging
the sound of swift catches.
Growls and groans caught
between the persistent rustling
of leaves and boughs.
The forest retains its music
throughout the night
alluring the unsuspecting
into the depths of dark.