Chapter 14 - White Stag Spring
Submitted April 2, 2016 Updated April 2, 2016 Status Incomplete | Time for the annual poetry challenge. :) Let's see if I last the whole month.
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Chapter 14 - White Stag Spring
Chapter 14 - White Stag Spring
“Follow me, follow me,”
The White Stag cries
To every beast which creeps and flies,
“Into the light—along the hill—
When there’s spring in your bones,
And sun on the rill,
And the fog swirls out from tree to tree
Concealing the path’s next mystery—
Follow me, follow me.”
And they come—they come—
With hoofbeats falling,
Paws padding, wings flexing,
And voices calling,
And hope in the air
And green in their eyes,
And the forest repeating an old surprise
In the tracks of a wish they can’t yet see—
A White Stag murmuring,
“Follow me.”
[Inspired a little by Narnia, and a lot by a watercolor painting by Stephanie Pui-Munn Law]
The White Stag cries
To every beast which creeps and flies,
“Into the light—along the hill—
When there’s spring in your bones,
And sun on the rill,
And the fog swirls out from tree to tree
Concealing the path’s next mystery—
Follow me, follow me.”
And they come—they come—
With hoofbeats falling,
Paws padding, wings flexing,
And voices calling,
And hope in the air
And green in their eyes,
And the forest repeating an old surprise
In the tracks of a wish they can’t yet see—
A White Stag murmuring,
“Follow me.”
[Inspired a little by Narnia, and a lot by a watercolor painting by Stephanie Pui-Munn Law]
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