The Ballet of The Bamboo Moth
The bamboo moth, a dancer in the night,
Pirouettes on moonbeams, gossamer-winged.
Its stage, the forest floor bathed in soft light,
Where shadows and whispers are intertwined.
With antennae-like delicate arms raised high,
It twirls through the air, a nymph of the wild.
Its patterns trace stories across the sky,
Nature's choreography, is untamed and styled.
In this nightly performance, brief yet bold,
The bamboo moth dances its tale untold.
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2024
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