“Through the Forest” by Leopold Bertholet

Written by Stephano

Topics: Archive (2012-2019), Uncategorized

Tonight is my nocturnal walk;

Of valleys dark and quiet I speak.

As I sing I follow paths

That lead to daunting mountain peaks.


As I tread on muddy trails

My ship through windy verses sails;

Of the stars in the sky

I rhyme and with my words I fly.


As soon as all the day is gone,

I fear the approaching dawn.

And yet in the celestial light

I dance and twirl in delight.


I come from lands lit by the day

But I have been led far astray.

In my shadowy rebirth

I whistle of a quiet mirth.


And so I hum my tiny tune

In the depths of night so black;

I smile at the crescent moon

And the crescent smiles back.


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