Really there? by Tanya Reed

When the moon is full, they play
They leap, they dance, they fly
Sparkles on the water
Moonlight in her hair
She dreams that she is with them
That she is playing there
Until once again she wakens
Were they ever really there?

Travelling by Aurelliana

Listen to the wolf's howling,
Remember Jack London novels,
See the beauty that nature is showing,
Enjoy each mile of your travels...
Serene sound of the river, soft light of the moon...
You will be there soon!

Sylph by jacoba

When darkness spreads around
the white shades of the flowers
become as shining as the moon.
Sylphs whisper their goodnight
taking some of the lights
to find their way in the dark.



brilliant
white glow
everywhere softly swinging
soul of flowers
sylph