A sense of unknown holds dominion in the twilight forest and a whispering with the breeze sooths and inspires images of secrets and things kept away from daylight times.
The world drained of colour by the ethereal light of Heaven’s Eye summons the mystery of peace and calm. In the company of majestic antiquity, trees like stone sentinels with jade and glass for leaves shiver in the night against a heartbeat of sound – a scurrying of padded feet then soft feathery wings disturb the night air.
Then a hush blankets the monochrome as an owl finds a lonely branch and with gimlet attention, its liquid dark eyes search the night, then turning its head, it swoops silently away.
The night deepens, life continues.