Heaven's Silver Light

A poem by me O.o

Nature's soft and silver light,
Shines down through all the trees,
Shadows sitting on the ground,
Of the forest and it's leaves.

As night came down,
I hear the sound,
The leaves, they rustle on the ground.

At night I see,
A willow tree,
As still and lonely as can be.

The lake shines bright,
A ghostly white,
A soft and silent silver light.

I take one last quick look around,
To see heaven's light shine on the ground.