Deer eat at moonrise by the roadside,
frogs croak in the thick black grass.
The last bird has closed his eyes,
put his beak in his feathers,
and become as still as a stone.
A few crickets trickle until midnight,
while we sleep and dream.
Later, the night will deepen,
the quiet will become a heavy element
for fox, owl and fisher.
The form of darkest night
is named only by these creatures,
and very rarely heard.
Be careful of waking,
there is prey inside you
they are laughing about.
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