As the night falls, I can hear the Morning Doves
Giving off the last notes of their song.
Off in the distance, I hear the Coyote
Howling its lonely cry.
The cattle bellowing as the night skies fall
Into the echoes of darkness.
Crickets giving away their hiding places
With the quite chirps.
The mellow breeze of the wind
As it whistles through the treetops.
The sun finally sets behind the clouds of grey
Drifting off below the horizon
Bringing up its beautiful colors of red, oranges and off set yellows.
I see and hear the Ravens, flying into the sunset
Silhouettes of black and the caws of their sound.
It's all calling nature into the night
With the echoes
The echoes of darkness......
Michael VanDyke C@ 2025
