Forbidden Forest

Here's a poem I thought of while listening to some classical music one of my friends let me borrow. Not much but oh well, here goes.

One Drop,

All is still as the night closes

in among us.

The quickest thread of light

floating away on a cloud,

drifts upon unwanted grounds.

The sky rumbles in the distance,

with a second drop to match the first.

Creatures scatter their own way,

spreading their wings to fly away upon the sun set.

As night closes in among us.