Blood Moon Fox

Running, leaping, lurching 

through the deep dark forest,

hunting for its prey. 

As swift as a mouse.

As mighty as a tiger.

Running and running,

like the blood moon 

racing through the sky.

Down through the deep dark forest,

feeling the hard ground. 

finding its food,

gobbling it up happily.

The moon sets-

walking back to its den,

letting its home swallow it.

Making it feel warm and safe.