Thursday, September 19, 2013

A Beast

fleeting footsteps down the path
in the dust

one sets prints in the ground
a time
another watching

fleeting steps on mountain walk
sure foot slow
gentle foot fall

tend your beast with gentle hand
for its your beast who knows this land

feed him well and rest him much
your beast is yours alone to touch

his back's of use
this be true
though greater still
as guide to you.