In the darkness I hide,
in the peace, it is silent.
In darkness I can think,
no need to hide my emotions.
I sit alone,
covered by the blanket of the velvet sky,
the only light, a campfire and the moonlight.
Somewhere beyond,
I hear the lonely wolf,
howling his requim to the full moon.
I hear the wise owl,
hooting his wisdom to me.
I see the lively squirell,
gathering food, symbol of caution.
Beyond, deep in the forest,
I hear the Powerfull Bear,
telling me to be brave and strong.
The black sky with it's shining, round pearl.
This moment of peace and thought,
tells us, the night has fallen...
Fallen over this forest of Myth.