Day 53: February 23, 2016 Forest Moon Calls

February 23, 2016
Day 53 Forest Moon Calls


The moon is bright, the stars sharp, the air crisp. The winter wind whistles, sounds echo. The valley fills with light, our footsteps break the silence. The forest calls. We go.

The trees' break the light on the needled floor. We twirl careful of roots. We smile, free and alive.  No one sees, no one hears, except he and I. Alone in the yearlong forest of green and white.

Washed in moonlight, we hide and seek and find. The forest keeps time suspended.