I hear the Woodpecker
The sound of a baby crying
baaing of a sheep
gentle sound of snoring while
you lay asleep
A rustle in the treetops
thundering of the rain
whistle in the chillin' wind
cuts through me once again
Darkness is a torture
as if I were but blind
exhilarating journey
of a hazardous kind
The hooting of an owl
a Squealing of a bat
a scream of captured rabbit shrieks
when caught in a foxes trap
wonderous sounds of life
delightful adrenalin fright
fill my world with peaceful joy
when I cannot sleep at night
tired in the evening
exhausted in the day
depression holds, I'm dead inside
what a peculiar way.