THE GLADE by Clies Stevens

Picture this if you can

A place in our land

A magical mythical beast

Puts you strangely at peace

Standing there so proud

‘Mongst the forest wind so loud

Listening gently to the sighing wind

I sat to watch as this silver horse

With horn so long

Asked me did I belong

To earths magic force

Out of time before time began

I wondered aloud afraid now

Then gentle beast so proud

Touched my heart with love

And I could see beyond the cloud

To the land where all began

And I knew from the sky above

Like the rain that falls to earth

That love so precious so fine

Could at last be mine?

Then I felt the glow begin

And now the word is love to all

And I shall be no more that man,

That thought no words could heal

‘cept for that fabled beast that healed with love and pierced my heart forever in that glade