In the dark forest

 

In the forest of the night

When the moon is beaming bright

And the lords and Ladies pray

Like the deadly night shade

Where the sedges twist, gestate

And the moss foments in state

See the creatures stir and stalk

As alone a wanderer walks

Then he stops then is still

As the willow whips its will

As the fir sways above

And the hill slips its glove

From the hand of darkness to the hand of light

Which spreads ever onwards to the forest’s night

And the owl and Badger, moth and mole

Fly to the light or to the hole

And the wild gooseberry gooses

In twisted bramble briars

Ancient rock and stones in nooses

Of the bindweed nettled lairs

And muddy lay the tracks

Cold and icy lays the snow

Animals watch their backs

As birds start to sing when dawn first shows