Shh!
There's an eerie stillness.
My eyes try to pierce the
dark blanket spread outside .

The wind has disappeared.
The stars are missing.
I am reminded of a
book that I had read.

My eyes close and
the first rays of the sun
has me stepping outside.

When I begin to think
I know every nook and cranny
in my small patch of green,

a nocturnal scaly visitor,
slithering by noiselessly,
has left behind something,
very different from the
bright leaves and
sparkly flowers,
the soft buds and juicy fruits,
something to remember,
a piece of skin,

giving  everyone goosebumps
and an endless list of...
how, when, why?