The Queen and the Stag


Some say
That I am a myth
Or the spirit of ancestors

But I could hear
The whispers of your mind
From the other world

You fell into
This magical forest
And chased me through the firs

And I waited
So that I could turn to you
My dark eyes a mirror

But all you wanted
Was a path to the lantern
And passage home

You are gone
Perhaps you were the illusion
But I still hear your heart

Words from The Bison in the Woods, (c) 2016



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