Night In The Forest

O'er gum and tree fern shades of darkness creep And birds head under wings doze off to sleep And save for laughing kookaburra's goodnight call A serene silence does reign over all. And birds who hide from light of day come out The boobook and the nightgar and frogmouth And mopoke mopoke the oft repeated cry Re-echo through the forest and the sky. From where i stand some twenty yards or more The crackling sound of trampled on leaves on forest floor It's wombat out from burrow for the night To roam the woods and ease his appetite. In hour of darkness voice of Nature speak The rippling sound of little forest creek And Nature's music maker gentle breeze Play melodies on leafy forest trees. Were i a poet or bard or lesser great In words these moments i would celebrate And though in me i don't have poetic eye My memory will recall this hour of joy.