02/08/23

The wolves are back.

Roaming
Perusing
Owning

Knowing no borders.

Lock your doors,
Close your shutters,
Draw your curtains,

And let them roam…

As that brave soul steps into a new world.

Beyond the sea
Beyond the mountains
Beyond the woods

How far he has walked.

Never to turn back
Never to run back
Never to look back.

It's destiny;

Written in that Book
Written in that hand
Written in that horizon.

That land he has crossed into
That land he has been invited into
That land he has set camp into

Was once so lush
Was once so green
Was once so fragrant.

Oh so very wild!
Oh so very pure!
Oh so very fresh!

A sight to behold!
A sight to cherish!
A sight to protect!

Vulnerable
Free
Pristine.

But it was discovered…

By the wrong eyes.
By the wrong heart.
By the wrong hands.

Pillaged.
Emptied.
Sullied.

Until that magical kingdom was bereft of its beauty.

The invaders left
The usurpers left
The pirates left.

Autumn covered the earth
Winter swept through the woods
Spring sprinkled the fields
Summer flourished across the orchards.

Once
Twice.

Will they return?

Fear in the mist
Ghosts in the marshes
Memories in the ponds.

A newcommer.
A wayfare
A stranger

Will he destroy?

The land was quiet.
The kingdom was bare.
The fields were waiting.

Tendrils after tendrils
Pebbles after pebbles
Drops after drops

He gave new life to this silent land.

No conqueror here

A gardener
A tender
A protector

Of all this is fair
Of all that is pure
Of all that is gold.