Through the forest the moon doth glow, <br />Reflected in the eyes of a grazing doe. <br />Trees droop their drowsy limbs, <br />As a deer laps at the river brim. <br /> <br />Ears twitch at creaking boughs, <br />Anticipating the morning bird's rows. <br />The king enters with robe glistening white, <br />Gazing with a regal head before vanishing from sight. <br /> <br />Lights from heaven twinkle through the floorboards of the sky. <br />Firey leaves fade and crumble where they lie. <br />In this twilight kingdom there is no time, <br />Only the sleepy whispers of our mother's rhyme.<br /><br />Stephanie Dower<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-kingdom/
