The wind blows through the night
Carrying seeds on their flight
Giving birth to new life

Trees sway to the rhythm of the splashing water
Coming from the playing otters
In the sparkling, clear pond

The sound of water roaring
Will continue till morning
But for now, the waterfall will continue to thrash

Bees buzz, and fireflies glow
Illuminating what used to be a cobblestone path long ago
A path that led into a cloak of the darkness, what lay ahead no one knows

The mystery of it all,
Is a question without an answer
This is what makes the flow of nature