A Little Night Music

A Little Night Music

The deep black blanket night was frosted with ice bright stars and in the centre hung the queen of the night in her misty pale dress - the Moon. Soon after the moon and stars had taken their place the music of the night began. First the wind roused and sang her melancholy song to the moon. The song of the wind was the song of the west, spiced with the scent of the earth. The wind sang her songs all soft and mournful to the glowing night queen and her frosted consorts.

Next the trees joined in the night music. Those old oak trees waggled twiggy fingers and waved wooden arms as if conducting the songs of the night. Their music of the trees was the soft tap, tap, tap, tapping of their fingers on frozen window panes.

The wolves joined to the song next. Wolf song broke out like a bird of prey from misted muzzles and sang straight to the moon! The wolves sung and howled and the Moon, who smiled on them, bathed them in her light. Wolves are special to the moon, as are crows and owls. It was the owls that added to the serenade of the wolf with hoots and toots and woots to the night.

Can you hear it? Do you hear that? It's just a little night music playing for the queen of the night who watches in her beautiful silver dress along with her frosted star courters.

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