The forest at night is my love
and in it I find rest.
Clouds drift softly through dark above;
The birds sleep in their nest.
And all around the crickets sound –
Their music mixed with tears
as treetops weep and foxes sleep,
the forest calms my fears.
I know that soon the dawn will break –
soon, sunbeams litter floor;
until then, in peace I’ll partake
in what I love far more.