Darkness

A pale moon rises above the windowsill Throwing its pale glow against the blue wooden floor Arching up, the only way to see it, I behold something magical A dark shadow grows upon the ground Trees and fences and tall grass all cast it The shadow goes on as far as the eye can see The tree line separates the darkness into two The lighter upon the ground, the darker within the trees themselves Almost indistinguishable they are Faint glows from distant houses shine weakly through the darkness They seem to twinkle between the trees and their branches They paint the darkness as the stars paint the black sky A weak summer breeze blows through the trees, shaking loose leaves The leaves fall, fall, fall to the ground Guided so steadily by the wind Dogs, cats, birds, and other creatures of the day sleep peacefully As the creatures of the night bustle with activity Flying, buzzing, crawling, slithering, all moving very quickly Dark shadows from the creatures move in majestic streaks against the ground The shadow of an overhead owl can be seen moving straight and far While the shadows of the smaller ones seem to dance about The sky, so black, is illuminated only be the stars that are contained within it Stars, so beautiful, forming constellations of all shapes and patterns Patterns recognized for thousands of generations before now Orion the Warrior, The Taurus, Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, The Scorpion, Pieces, Aquarius, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Gemini and many, many others All known from a past so long ago To see them now is too look into the past To feel as those in the past felt as they peered into the night sky An unawareness and secrecy is formed from these thoughts A feeling easily compared to the darkness Unknown and magical it will always be