''Eka''

Away from the day,he sits to play.As the moon sets on his shoulders.His reflection passes through a stream.As he is near the creek bed.Tortured by loneliness.The flute whispers serenity in his ear.Warrior has seen miles of majestic land.Yet his journey has left no sign of an indigenous woman.For which he would share his life.His humbleness consumes him.Will he wake from his bleeding soul?Or from this day fourth,the greatest love this warrior will never know? Sponsored by Constance La France-A Rambling Poet- Contest ''Tell His Story'' by kaceymike29 Kacey Greenlee