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A Night in the Wild
Silver moonlight casts dappled shadows on the earth,
Moonbeams, ethereal, light up a hoary vista,
The stars, like gems in dark satin set ablaze the night sky.
The sighing wind breezes its way into the West,
Mighty and tall, rear the shadowy mountains, in the horizon looming
Stark in their other-worldly splendour stand the ghostly trees,
The owl hoots, out on its silent midnight hunt,
Bats wheel o’erhead like wraiths in the gloaming,
The crickets strike up refrain in the undergrowth.
The vaporous form of a stag melts into the dark,
As, far off a wolf pack howls at the moon,
Each strikes its own symphony with the night,
Each with its vitality, announces the might of the night.