The Animal

The Animal, silent he walks
Stirs not even the ground he saunters
Leaves twist and turn
As the nightly air twirls

Silhouettes, cast by the moon
Creeping steadily across the dunes
Surrounding, swollowing, encircling
The Animal, feels the growing uncertainty

Darkness creeps in
It speaks of the endless sleep,
As the breeze of the night, Swiftly;
Brings forth the never-ending light

No more, The Animal roams
Slienced, his colossal roar
Brought down,
Forgotten, as the night fades away.


Gibson ES-335
Peavy Classic 30