Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Hunter and prey

As the moon arise in the east

A lone creature howled
All creatures; large and small prick their ears
Their hearts began to thump like tiny drum beats
Dull senses before now heighten
Dull muscles began to spring into action.
Their serenity and calmness was disturbed
Away, you hunter! Leave us in peace!

The ancient hunter stretched his limbs
Sensing his sore muscles, he flexed and stretched
With elegant and grace he settled down into a slow pace
Out of his winter rest, He sniffed the crisp winter air
Familiar scent trail lingers in the air.
He traced each trail with a quick sniff
Rabbits, geckos, wood pigeons, ducks
From his resting place, he jumped
Into the world he call his domain

He sprinted forward lapping up the snow
With the wind in his face
He stopped and sniffed
What is this new scent I sensed?
An intruder? A prey? A new challenge?
His jaws snapping into the air
His heart thumping for joy
No matter, for destiny awaits him

In the thickness of the brush
He sniffed the air for direction
North, East, South, West
The ground was cold and wet.
With his paw, he scratched
He had caught up.
The hunter howled to announce his return
Off to the East, his muscles, ears and eyes obeyed

Creatures, large and small in bush sensed
With unison they murmured,whispered and clattered
Across the land a warning tempo could be heard
Be aware everyone! For today maybe your last!
For the hunter is close!

Hearing this, the hunter quickened
With his powerful limbs, he traveled swiftly
Through the log, over the streams
Turning and bending as he make his way

The wind died down
The cricket stops
The grass went still
Moments passed
The hunter paused and settled down

Snow began to drift down.
He, the hunter knew his time is now
He adjusted his weight and wait
His eyes pierced through the white mist
With his paw testing the ground
His vision sharpened

Sound of hooves approached
Rustles of leaves and a puff of cloud was seen
The Hunter noted this with great anticipation
A pair of large pointed antler appeared
Followed with a white snow velvet fur
Sparks flew as the white shadow moved with grace

Here stood, the great white snow stag of legends
His powerful muscles tremble
Signs of ancient battle wounds glistened with sweat.

The stag stood tall and proud
He sense the hunter is near
He pawed the ground with his hooves
Puff of snow jumped into the air
His battle days are not over yet
He knew his time will come

With determined eyes,
They challenged each other with a glance.
Stories of prophecy had foretold of this battle to come
"One will perish and one will Live"
"Life now is in balance"
For the victor, For the stage had been set
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