Moving swiftly
Among the shadows,
I sauntered deeper
Into the still woods.
The taut, low slung
Moon, spilled
A silvery hue that
Accentuated the dark
Evergreen form of every tree.
I proceeded with forgone
Conclusion, hoping that
The indefinite melody of
The night would guide me.
I walked on, leaving behind
Colossal tree after tree, stepping
On wild grass and
Unevenly eroded pebbles.
Lost in anticipation,
I yearned to hear something.
Anything.
But my hope was for aught.
For all I could hear
Was my own racing heart
And the incessant sound
Of a silent night.
Among the shadows,
I sauntered deeper
Into the still woods.
The taut, low slung
Moon, spilled
A silvery hue that
Accentuated the dark
Evergreen form of every tree.
I proceeded with forgone
Conclusion, hoping that
The indefinite melody of
The night would guide me.
I walked on, leaving behind
Colossal tree after tree, stepping
On wild grass and
Unevenly eroded pebbles.
Lost in anticipation,
I yearned to hear something.
Anything.
But my hope was for aught.
For all I could hear
Was my own racing heart
And the incessant sound
Of a silent night.
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