Steadfast

Left arm holds, strong and taut The fingers grip fast and tight Right arm drawn to yield potential Eyes commit; the mark's in sight Experience and heritage in the bow Crafted. Etched. Owned with pride Arrows designed to cut through air Sharpened points forge a graceful glide And mounted on a handsome steed A jet black stallion with flowing mane A steady course is set and held Nothing now to spoil the aim The cloudy sky above blends in The background sinks into a blur All senses heighten in the wind The prey lets out a cri de cœur