White bell tent

Night falls
as the woods fade
into the darkness and mist

And I retreat inside
the white bell tent

Warmth radiates
as the burning coals
give off a soft rosy glow

Joined by the light of
a single small flame

Fragrance wafts
as smoke gently curls
rising from the incense stick

Simply arranged beside
a small vase of flowers

Cries echo
as the night owls fly
on their way through the woods

And I sleep cosy and warm
in the white bell tent

[01 Dec 2007]

Precious Woods, Newcastle Emlyn, 03 Nov 2007