Dark Sightings

The forest crowds the small campsite By dying fire’s meagre light I listen for the furtive flight Of Nature’s creatures of the night As chirping crickets’ songs unite The fearful in diurnal flight Race through remains of day’s last light From Nature’s creatures of the night Soon eerie fireflies ignite A spectral vision taking flight Make clear their presence here in spite Of Nature’s creatures of the night And owls hid deep in trees recite Relentless question to the night But answerless remain despite All Nature’s creatures of the night In dark foreshortened without sight But limned and measured by the quiet My patience placidly invites All Nature’s creatures of the night As dawn resumes its daily rite I do not revel in her light For I have witnessed more than sight Through Nature’s creatures of the night Written 5/23/2018