Hunter

A band of hunters roamed the wild to chase and slay the wily buck,
Who's tangled path did dash and bound through thickets choked with evil luck.

When chance would bar their hot pursuit
With roaring of the river Faye.
One man alone did cross the ford intent to gain his worthy prey.

Beware young champion cried the throng 
there lies a peril in your track
When passing to the fairy wood tis said that few be coming back.

So cool your blood and let the stag run free to hunt another day
and we may find his likeness yonder in some proud  unwary stray.
 
Oh still your tongues old women chanting weak and failing urgency
When boldness always wins the day
Why choose to heed thy meger plea.

So on he plunged into the wild to breach its dark forbiden veil
Unheedful of all threat of danger lurking on that foreign trail.

He stumbled through the broken brambles to a clearing in the gloom
Where shimmered air cast phantoms reeling like the horror of a tomb.

A golden ray of sunshine thrust down dazzling upon that scene.
Projecting holy wonders
Like the golden treasures of A dream.

There within that wondrous glade
He spied a fairy ring of Stone
As ancient as the mountains heart
With vines and nettles overgrown.

A sanctuary of enchantment
Held the altar of the moon
Abiding as a granite table
Arrayed in mystic luminance.

upon that shrine of solemn stone
Astride a holy golden chalice
Sat a nymph of beauty rare
Beyond all mortal reckoning.

With wings as pale as moonlight
Slowly brandishing the sullen air
And eyes like eager starlight gleaming.
Fragrant garlands in her hair.

She smiled and beckoned his approach
Within that circle of delight
And cast a spell of adoration
stirring ardor in the night.

Our valient hero's vision blurring
as the sky spun round and round.
He staggered dazed into the sanctum
Falling Helpless on the ground.

Then to amazement he beheld
the comely Dryad by his side
who's stature rivaled his proportion
Suiting union of their Love.

He felt the presence of a dream
that rippled through his mortal world
cascading in a golden stream
of fervent joy within his heart

There within that magic wood
The hunter stayed to search no more
For he had found that perfect Pearl
Who's life he always would adore.

He stayed within that sacred wild
To share a lifetime of her love
And grew to great antiquity
beneath the tranquil stars above.

Then passing to another world
as mortals have a want to do
He left behind his perfect queen
as to the void his spirit flew.

A band of hunters roamed the wild to
find our hero if they could
They found him where the river Faye
came flowing out the wily wood

It had only been a day since last they tracked
his fervent pace
And now alas he lay undone, but with a smile upon his face.