A Forest Night

The leaves have fallen from the trees,
save the willowy group of Tamaracks;
and the coyotes yip in the rustling leaves,
with the moonlight on their backs.

The shadows grow in the chilly air,
and the wind brings out an owl,
and they know winter brings its bitter share
when the coyotes start to howl.

Yet, they hold on true through the stirring night,
like the ones who always pray,
having solid trust in the Morning Light,
and hope for a brand new day.

Then Jesus told his disciples a parable
to show them that they should
always pray and not give up.

Luke 18:1