It's the One

Fluttering branches,

eerie night,

dry branches,

moving an inch closer,

the shadow,

fading night seeping into darkness,

you are watched,

it's no spooky tale,

you thought it's the mystery,

racing inside the mind,

the gentle cloud has a story to tell,

stop and look around, 

steal glances at the stars,

the message,

don't ignore,

it's the one,

you may not live to unravel and retell,

the ghostly tale.