Inconclusive calamity
Of your soul…I see
Is this why you’ve come?
To have misery undone?

And you believe
That I can relieve
Your netted soul
From poacher’s hold?

Do you seek escape
From the soul hunters’ traipse?
Where fear is laid aside
Where spirit once again resides

Come, let me see your soul immortal
For me a much needed portal
I cannot free you of embedded fears
Nor tell of your future years
I can however clear your mind
Of what this moment only binds

The rest is up to you sweet one
Find courage…abandon the run
Stand fast and tether tightly
This won’t be something weathered lightly

I have faith in your shaken spirit
Resurgence is imminent
Go ahead…stand under the moon
Bathe in beams and twilight blooms

Wrap yourself in star swept breeze
Converse with night’s wisest trees
This will set you on the path
Of spirit’s flight from hunters’ wrath

I bid you well my dear sweet one
May your spirit never come undone
If you should need me… turn inside
For me and you as one reside.

Oakling
May 10, 2003