Alive

By Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

The forest is alive

At night, when men

Sleep, the world

Wakes and when

Light is gone all

Can be seen, by those

Who choose to see it.

For those who don’t,

The night is dark

And dead and cold

And nothing is

Alive.

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