#WritcoPoemPrompt119

The long dim shadows,
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze,
Illuminate the darkness moonlight leads the seas
obverse in existence nocturnal animals the darkness frees
The eye has adjusted to lack of light
The rat runs through the field and the bird takes flight
The mystery of the darkness never known by our sight
Most never wander in the woods at night