Evening Stars...

Meadows of night

awake to  the rising moon

the night creatures make their way

in search of the hunt

Campfires alight

sending embers skyward

the glow reflected in the horses eye

small lanterns come to life

brightened amidst the shadows

the circle growing with music and laughter

a shared rhythm , of life and humility

the bare feet round the fire , equal.

36-40, F
Jan 25, 2010