(Photo by Dan Felstead of Wood and Pixel Narratives)
There is a stillness in the darkness
enveloping the world,
fear stalks the living.
A pale, peaceful moon illuminates
the great expanse of lawn,
but the barn upon it will know no peace
because of disappointment leading to terror;
a welcoming touch that can cause death or destruction.
It is dusk and faint rays of light come down
to creep across the silent meadows and fields;
secrets, secrets that could cost a life.
The sun has gone down and the night seems
lonelier than before
and we live with the fear.