The Unicorn of a Blessing
Flying through myself softly
Sliding through even bone
I travelled to a forbidden land
Where one must wander alone
I knew the shape of a unicorn there
Standing blue, in the depths of a pool
A unicorn, blue, but smiling
Gently I traced the tear in his eye
Removing all need of his lieing.
He answered my touch
In sweet, gentled voice
And told of his lady so fair
Of being a two in a world of one
Where blessings had been so rare
He spoke of the sharing these two had done
In the time since then and before
And I knew of the love of this unicorn
Love, yet so much more.
Why is it then that you are alone
He shifted his head to the sky
Why echoed tremulously on his lips
And escaped from him in a sigh
I flew away home with a tear in my heart
Right next to then and before
And the unicorn lover forlorn and apart
Who waits for God and the passage of time
To bring his lady once more.
Now some call me fool, some view me wise
But I have been there and believe my own eyes
so have your own notions or view me with lies
Still I know the place where the unicorn
Stands alone in a pool and cries.
Copyright © 1998 by Marilyn McIntyre, All rights reserved
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