The Forest

Sitting alone in its burnt surroundings,
a perfect circle of beauty and brilliance.
Tall figures peeling with bark but still so very well preserved.

Twinkling noises fill your imagination 

Moss launches an attack on the rigid grey rocks but barely even achieves its goal. 

Warm rays of the sun
are like a gift to the forest, helping it thrive as we do. It dances through all the small gaps between leaves Intricate and spectacular
The day passes by. 

But at the end of the dance, you know it’s time for goodbye.
The branches sag in sorrow as more bark strips away. 

It just breaks your heart as the forest gets swallowed by the darkness and the moon rises for a dark type of day.