A River at gloaming,
Then,
Night.
Movement.
Away from village.
Toward forested
Secrets,
Wildlife, resting or
Hunting?
Moonlight, dimmed but
Reckless.
River rushes,
Works.
The art of its voice,
As nighttime narrative.
Its journey disguises sounds,
Of lovers
Coupling,
Of ancient stones come to
Life.
Fabric of water, smooth silken
Shadows,
Cobalt, silver.
Its destination,
The tides.
Swallowed by sea dragons guarding
Their
Keeps.
Keeping their confidences.
Aspiring to conquer fire breathing
Islands.
The tales they could tell of River At Night.
Rebellious Hazelnuts 
deep.