The Haunted Forest

Climbing, clawing, teeth grinding, gnawing bitter seething while breathing rotten air The path hair raising, amazing and a bit dazing trees shaking and quaking as if making a dare Leaves crunching and bunching underneath each footstep I'm creeping with each move to sneak out of there! Wind swirling and hurling particles of debris it keeps howling, scooping and swooping as I head toward my lair Sudden silence emerges. There arises a calm at the end of the thicket. It's Wonderful and inviting with silent moonbeams glow as I stare.