Soft the wind that greets the night

When woodland spirits soon will wake

Fleeting is this evening light

That awaits us here on nightfall lake

 

Simple are the quiet moments

Woven in the sun

When the forest rests, stars awake

And the rivers softly run

 

Simple are these sacred moments

When the daylight is done

This tapestry of natures’ song

Woven in the sun

 

It’s sundown in the forest

The earth beholds her day

Greets the night in fading light

No illusions to betray

 

In the sacred hour

When nature speaks no lies

Beside the fire we hear her choir

Beneath the ember skies

 

‘Do our roots no longer nourish them’

Said the forest to the tree

‘Do their hands no longer touch the sky

Do eyes no longer see?’

 

‘Do our waters no longer whisper’

Said the river to the stream

‘Do their ears no longer hear the wind

Do minds no longer dream?’

 

‘My children no longer listen’

Said the earth to the sky

As moonbeams pondered lightly

Adrift in hue and cry

 

But from the earth our love was born

She teaches us to learn

And to the earth until we mourn

Our love it will return

 

There’s peace in the woods in the valley of dusk

Of evergreen breeze the scent of divine

The forest embraces the solace of night

As moonlight she waits to cast her shine

 

The trees whispered softly

All is one not asunder

Bathed in the sunshine

Of her deep breath wonder

 

Light your fires she declares

And transcend fading light

For yesterday was dawn

Today is night

 

Moments of silence, wisdom for the soul

Peaceful reflections into the night

Surrounded by darkness, yet stars rise above

Nature’s reminder to shine a giving light