The Life of the Hunter
A life that even death cannot undo,
for there are portals I've yet to find,
hidden life in the green, I wish to pursue,
oh, the secrets of life and death entwine.
I search and search, I will not know defeat;
each corner turned will show new paths to tread.
The deer, the bear, the fox, each beast I meet
will reveal their secret life's in their death.
So, let the woodland speak hear its reveal
riddle the meaning left, see it understood
the less armor worn or brandished we wield
the higher truth we gain in form of good
Into the woods I plunge as in my youth
I face the final test of nature’s truth.
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