Forest Dances by Lynn White

Forest Dances

Spirits of the forest come dance with me

come swirl and twirl

in your bleached bark robes

I see you there

in the bone white trees

come dance with me

on this black black night

bleak black and bare

hooded and hidden

but black bare beneath

I see you move

in winter white trees

barely living

and black as hell.

So spirits of the forest come dance for me

tonight.