[Nameless]

Sit in the dark wood
Listen to me creep
Between the fingers of the branches
Out the wooden deep...
I have a heart, but no blood
No eyes, no name
No one ever calls me
I am not tame…
These words are windows
To my soul
I walk with steady beat
Wearing baubles that ring and chime
- make no move to greet
for like a dream
I must come to you
I know where you sit
Do not dare to whisper
Or you may startle me
Into retreat…
Like fluorescent creatures
In weird seas
Curious how I sparkle
With such electricity…
Flitting betwixt the leaves
Ululating soft
In the shadows of the umbra
Fear me not
Light no candle
Extend no flame
Light devours a shadow
As reality a game…
Think! I am unique!
My heart - my little soul!
Complex as a snowflake
and Lo! Behold!
Make no sudden move
Do not reach
Or like this verse
I may melt to nothing in your hand…
Seek not with eyes
(those feeble scopes!)
Only with your imagination
It alone will magnify...
I am here!
I have arrived!
What delight!
What surprise!
Jangling soft, my creature comes
Stealthy, through the night
Do not flee. Do not freeze. Do not fright.
I come just like this poem…
...Sit in the dark wood
Listen to me creep
Between the fingers of your branches
Out the wooden deep.
What am I?