Wild rabbit, sleep in your burrow
for the white owl is hunting tonight
no wind, not a stir
but the flutter of bat wings
and moths in the lamp light
Perseus and Lyra
like diamonds in a velvet bell jar
the unfathomable sky

A lantern hums, the big house is sleeping
from the lake an ethereal flapping
magnificent and slow
caressing the air in flight
these are hunters on the wing
the woods spill blackness
like a large toppled ink jar
a velvet night


© Cecilia Danell 2012