Sitting in the woods

Under the night sky


Just you, I

And the fresh mountain air


The babbling brook,

Set a tranquil state.


For Mother Nature’s Show

Is about to begin.


As the fire light dances,

The crickets start to sing.


Hypnotizing the fireflies

Into a mystifying swing.


They twist and twirl

Through the forest trees.


Leaving a light trail,

As they waltz from leaf to leaf.


Under and over they go,

Filling ones heart with desire.


As the fireflies tire

And choreograph comes to close.


The firelight fades

Only the sound from the brook plays.


Under the night sky,

You and I are left mesmerized.


Falling in love

With Mother Nature.


Elizabeth Bailey



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