Max Ostrowski // FOREST

The wind is soft on this hollow night
Gently pushing the strong, thick branches
Rustling the ​tall​, thin grass
Which is just starting to freeze over

The trees towering over it all
connected with the world above and below
Anchored in the firm ground
Holding up the dark blue sky

In the sky is a distant star
Shining bright in line with the moon
It sees all on this clear night

If you took a look around
You’d see a river flowing in the distance
Or a lone wolf howling at the moon
And you’d smell the freshness of night