Infant and Adder

The proud stag triumphs through emerald sea.

In strength he voyages beyond the pines.

Ivory sails set in oceans of reed.

That ship’s hull turn as day’s light declines.

Seeking haven through large doors of timber,

The brute ventures along once-trodden ways.

Thistle and thicket too dense will hinder;

They entangle the glory of his days.

Deadly foes encompass that helpless hart.

Then strikes a blow with a spark of bright white.

Now set free from this “pride of life” tho art.

Yes, cut free, to continue alight.

With no more points of honor to boast in,

Antler-caught-brush affirms that host’s grave sin.