Shadows flit across the valley shading
more and more they are pervading.
Changing the shapes of all they touch
of the big trees standing tall in a clutch.

Creeping along altering as it grows
here a scary monster lurks and bows,
as branches bend in the gentle wind.
Out into the clearing slips the hind.

Its size blurred in the dark gloom
and startling at the water spume
As it soars up briefly from the stream
churning the water high lighting the bream.

As dawn high lights the sky, they fade
returning to normal, to dark farewell they bade.
Mysteries of night now sleep til dark returns
resting hiding under the lush green ferns.

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