As time slips by

like water dripping from 

the cavern ceiling and icicles of my mind

My soul enters the forest

and haunted trees of the night

 

The moonlight casts creepy shadows

upon creepy creatures of the night

 Seemingly waiting until I am

shaken by a moment of fright

Still yet I fear not

braving the darkness under starlight

as I know that tomorrow will be as bright

as our mother universe shines tonight

Published by Ville Iso-Ahola