Evening falls upon the woods,
Like snowflakes descending from the mountain top,
Stealthily, silence creeps in,
To envelope the arriving dark.
Shrills of animals are heard,
Echoing in the dark lanes of the forest.
Terror shrouds the atmosphere,
And benign Moon covers the sky.
Interplay of light and dark,
Give the woods a radiant glow.
Fear and love exist together,
When the animals create a fairytale of their own.