Crop Circle

The eerie red harvest moon shines above the crop Are aliens responsible for circles generated in that crop? That made circles by plasma cutting the grain off top Or did the human hands those shapes develop Maybe little bit of both aliens and humans of skill Or maybe something different still The conscious before existence even its own, uncanny will That with artwork the field of grain would fill Maybe to it the grain is point of origin of their form So visiting their roots would be a norm In different dimension they have grown like a storm And their evolution among the stars amazing things enabled them to perform Wheatear they are force for good or evil good question is The golden grain is beauty and bliss So might be those beings from the abyss As their old selves they reminisce But down the road there is forest mysterious and strange With eerie pale green mist in it atmosphere is quick to change And those beings equally dark and strange With their supernatural qualities they are something bizarre and not coyote with mange The eerie harvest moon shines up ahead The walk through the forest might be filled with dread For even earthly creatures can make one dead So what attack has something from supernatural dimension that for war was bred? But maybe forest guardians they are That came from so far Maybe they are earths guiding star Trying to protect it from irreversible scar