Rising in the darkness
The full moon lurks
Slowly giving light
To the blackened core
Of the deepest woods

Night creatures begin to stir
Awakening, they have slept
Through the brightness
Of the summer’s day

Rustling about in the brush
With the evergreens and fronds
In watering holes and ponds
They dance with the midnight sun

 

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