Moving Entities

Alluring sunsets radiate across the sacred sky,

newborn baby birds master the skill to fly,

wolves hunt down their prey and begin to howl,

the ocean prowling for souls with smells so foul.

Mossy green rocks slide into crevices and holes,

the animals in the forest dodge thick, wooden poles,

the silver soil soft like soapstone crumbling down speedily,

big cushions of tall, green grass slowly dominating the land sneakily.

Rocks and reefs obscure fearful fish,

sharks are bullets that kill and squish,

volcanoes shout and shoot bubbles up through the sea of stars,

migrating animals fly through the water as fast as the fastest cars.

Animals roam, grass grows green, 

creatures swim and plunge in the moving blue machine,

the sun rises and sets every day,

but switches off when it’s the night’s turn to play.