Greeting AmathiyaSparklinghorn,
I wanted to tell you how much I have enjoyed reading your post everyday, they are very inspiring, thank you. A poem in thanks.
Ballard of the Unicorns
I stood in May time meadows
By roses circled round.
Where many a fragile blossom
Was bright upon the ground.
And as though the roses called them,
their wild hearts understood.
The little birds were singing,
in shadows of the woods.
The nightingale among them
sang sweet, loud and long.
A melody they share
Until a louder voice bellowed this AM.
For suddenly, between the crags
along the narrow vale
the echoes of a hunting horn.
Came clear upon the gale.
The hunter stood beside me
Who blew that mighty horn;
I saw that he was hunting
The gentle unicorn-
But the unicorn is noble
they know their gentle birth.
They know that nature
has chosen them
amongst the beasts of the earth.
But the unicorn is noble;
she keeps safe and high
Upon a narrow path, steep
Climbing high towards the clouds.
To steep for man, this unicorn reachs the sky.
They scorn the hunters dart.
And only a faeries magick power
Shall tame their mighty hearts.
What would be now the state of us
But for fae unicorn,
and what would be the fate of us.
Poor humans lost and forlorn?
Oh, may they lead us on and up,
Unworthy though we be,
into the Sweet Fae's other world
to dwell eternity.
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