skipping up the verdant way
a song in my heart
a tune on my lips
wandering down a dark trail
eyes glowing in the night
trailing me for days
running and climbing no good.
steadily gaining ground
seemingly no escape
can hear their howls
can see their shadows
can smell their breath
one stumble and they're on me
snarling and ripping
life slipping away
but, a powerful Presence overshadows
protection, provision, peace
the pack then retreats
I drift off into sleep
awaking with the new morning
all is calm and serene
devilish wounds are healing
up and on the upward path
it's been two days, and the music is back.
the pack is out of sight
the Presence is unseen
they're both still somewhere
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