~ The Unicorn’s Child ~

I first found the glade on a misty morn,

And gazed in wonder, as the sun was born.

I’d been hiking along a steep ravine,

Enjoying my journey of deepest green,

Flanked by limestone and ferns. The morning dew

Spangled a web, and as I peered through

The screen of thicket, my heart skipped a beat.

The sight which greeted me rooted my feet.

There, in an ancient ring of sacred Oaks,

Lay a unicorn. Her shimmering coat

Had been sullied by charcoal ash and soot,

The silken mane burnt, and tangled with roots.

Her poor eyes were puffed, blistered pink from fire,

Her silver horn tarnished, a blackened spire.

As I gaped at the legend, living proof,

The beast protectively curled one strong hoof

Around a small bundle. Pain-filled eyes stared

At me with bright warning, and as I dared

To creep closer, her proud head arched around

To nuzzle her treasure. There, on the ground

Near her singed belly, slept a swaddled babe.

Content, it rested. The child had been saved.

The mythical mother mare showed no fear,

And pity broke my heart. Two shining tears

Slipped from her once long-lashed eyes to the grass

Below her soft, trembling form. Then she passed

Back into the realm of magical beasts.

As she faded, the sun rose in the east,

Blazing tribute, paying homage to her

Sacrifice. And now, as I watch you stir

From sleep, your golden curls framing your face,

I remember her mystical, quiet grace.

I’m thankful I found you, so long ago,

The time is approaching when you should know.

You’ll ask me soon, “Momma, what makes me so wild?”

I’ll answer, “Because you’re the Unicorn’s Child.”

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2004


About dragonkatet

Regarding the blog name, Dragon’s Dreams ~ The name comes from my love-affairs with both Dragons and Dreams (capital Ds). It’s another extension of who I am, a facet for expression; a place and way to reach other like-minded, creative individuals. I post poetry and images that fascinate or move me, because that’s my favorite way to view the world. I post about things important to me and the world in which we live, try to champion extra important political, societal and environmental issues, etc. Sometimes I wax philosophical, because it’s also a place where I always seem to learn about myself, too, by interacting with some of the brightest minds, souls and hearts out there. It’s all about ‘connection(s)’ and I don’t mean “net-working” with people for personal gain, but rather, the expansion of the 4 L’s: Light, Love, Laughter, Learning.
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