I took a walk in the woods at night because I knew that there was nothing to be afraid of.
I did not care that the path passed the church as I knew that the dead don’t walk.
I did not care that the path passed deep into the forest as I knew that wolves belong in the past and not in the present.
I did not need a torch as the moon was full, and the trees were bare.
I did not need a map as the path was familiar to me and well trodden.
I did not need a companion as I wanted to be still.

I became afraid when the light from the moon faded, though I told myself it was was caused by an eclipse.
I became afraid when I lost the path, though I told myself that I would quickly find another.
I became afraid when I heard the branch crack, though I told myself that the sound was made by just an animal.
I was afraid when I saw the lights as I knew of no reason for them to be there.
I was afraid when she appeared.

I take a walk in the woods at night because I know that nothing can harm me.
I do not care that the path passes the church though I know the dead can walk

They just do not hurt their own.

Wood Sculpture