The Eartihn Song
Just a small poem that I had written
Upon the horizion,
the sun vanished behind the mountain peak,
twilight slithered like a snake beyound the half light,
twisted upon the hills of moon soaked flowers,
thunder and lightning dance upon a field of gray and white,
a wolf howls a song of pureity and light, hear the song of earh,
the earthen song, her endless tune rings through and through,
like the trees with their roots digging deep as they grew