POEM15
HUMAN
Darkness hold it’s own mysteries, sometimes it’s claim to fame is fear.
Not knowing, not seeing what’s beyond one’s own foot steps.
Who’s that? What’s that, that nature’s beast call?
Why, the silence as my feet fall, upon broken branches and green leaves.
I wonder do the creatures see the same as me.
CREATURES
What yonder do the upward thing and their bright light hold?
Dare we venture beyond humans sights, taking flight, on belly
or by foot. what curiosity upon man’s beings.
The creature’s do speak to one another .
The difference, animals are less scared, more brave to venture into a world and places unknown. Where I' am sometimes stuck in the dark peering and waiting for the sun to appear. as animals watch me, in there nest , on top of branch. some of them have eyes a glow. As they all wonder why, did my steps stop from moving?
Moving into a new place, that I 'am not familiar with has left me with that stalled feeling of looking into the dark, but you know there something out there, but you just can’t see it . So you wait like the sun and earth has nothing else better to do but to guide your every step. sometimes like animals I need to use my God given instinct and make my move.
Blessings Leah, Live life it’s always darkest before the sun raises ~ Me 
