This Past Presence-Wobbler

All this time And still I have no answer Hear them call The night keeps drawing closer In on me Lying still Watching while they're dancing Secret smiles See - they are rejoicing In the lights Walking in an ancient woodland Among the sky high trees On playful paths I'm searching inwards Nothing's like it seems. Brother rabbit's burrow Secretly hidden Beneath the dancing stream In the hour of dawn In a dance with fawns Within the forest palm All this and more Stands here from before I sense the past in this present The wood and me are one We're always moving on Travelling through ages long Eagerly we chant our songs And when night goes black We fall to rest We cuddle up in feathered nests And rise again by break of dawn.