October's Night

Out the window,
     The grass flickers lightly.
A cricket’s cry,
      Profound and persistent.
A lightning bug,
      Glimmers here or there.
And the trees,
       They sing the sweetest of lullabies.

The moon sits full;
        It’s blanketed now,
       Beaming softly through the haze.
Darkness lingers below at times,
       Hosting shadows in the night,
       With the unknown not far from mind.

The cricket’s cry,
       Grows faint and feeble.
The lightning bug,
        Becomes dim and subdued.
The trees,
        They stand still with fear.

The stars shine bright,
         When the nights companion is stirred,
          Awakening the tranquility.
A leaf brushes past the window,
         Caught in the nature’s pictured seal.
          Brittle in earth’s genetic make-up.

The cricket,
          He’s long gone now.
The lightning bug,
           Flew to another lawn’s haven.
The trees,
           The leaves they change and fall in October’s notion.