Darkness calls the spirits and ghosts
to the rushing river bed shining under the moon.
A peaceful scene underneath the night light.
An enchanting song is sung to welcome the night.
An eerie chill leads up to the stars
Wolves awoke to the alluring song.
The sound is not your average ghost song.
Along the wolves sat the ghosts
of those who wanted to reach the stars.
The wolves were led to the twisted moon
howls and woofs filled the night.
A flash of red sped past casting a light.
The wolves ran away from the light
seeking shelter. The sweet song
relaxed the trees and wolves during the night.
Along the trees rests the vengeful ghosts
waiting for the glowing moonlight
to dim and for the disappearing of the stars.
Bats awoke flying upwards towards the stars.
Their eyes sensitive to the bright light
As the night continued the full moon
rose to the middle of the sky. A song
from the wolves arose, bats fluttered, the ghosts
rose into the darkness of the night.
Throughout the chaos of the night,
the spirits moved away from the stars.
While the loud chants from the ghosts
grew. New souls found their way to the light.
The souls sang a soft, sorrowful song.
Just to be claimed by the night and its moon.
The sun rose slowly over the horizon. The moon
began to set. The wolves seek shelter as the night
disappears from the sky. The wolves’ songs
grew quiet and the bats flew away from the dimming stars.
The morning grew bright, birds chirped and sunlight
cascaded over the rushing river and home of the ghosts.
The moon set along with the stars.
The night was over, and the area was filled with light.
The songs disappeared with the ghosts.
Leave a comment