the cicadas start a happy cheer
in competition with a lonesome owl
the wind sighs, softly whispers
as the deer comforts their young

stars in the heavens outshine
city lamps and car lights
neon lights sparkle
against the stark darkness

while the day-trippers’ dream
moaning, sighing in their sleep
night birds go about
their old haunts, to hunt

Yldara / Maria Stanphill  0208801