Outlined against the setting sun,
The colors meld into the darkness.
Trees stand tall and together as one.
Whisper a soft goodnight.

Stillness settles with the cloak of darkness.
Soon the horizon is in disguise.
With just the slightest hint
Morning is on the other side.

Creatures hide in the trees
for a nightly stay.
Bound by the rules of nature;
Wait in silence.
For the light of another day.
L.S.B.