The warm forest floor beneath my feet
As I walk through the misty trees
The light that shines is dim and golden
It touches the leaves and branches it has chosen
Light quickly fades to night
The bright covered leaves now turn to moonlight
The wind is cold just ever so slightly
The sounds of animals moving quietly
Lost in the dark, losing my mind
I look to the moon for a pathway to find
The moon, she slowly fades
As night lifts the mist makes its way
Covering the forest with smokey gray clouds
Devouring as much as it allows
The golden light is back to night's dismay
To feed the trees and start a new day