The Unicorn and the Princess
There was a Magic
creature, of pure heart, once, cruelly chased,
By those who sought his death,
to then acquire, his magic horn.
Men sharpened knives and spears, and of sweet
pity, felt no trace.
They planned to kill the creature, by the name of
There, in that castle fortress, though, a pure and lovely
Quite independent, in the way, she chose to live and be,
to take a walk through woods, that soon led, into denseness,
Where she was
lost, and branches snatched, and would not let her free!
They clutched and
pulled her deeper, while dark legends, she recalled,
Of Dark Woods’ powers, now
found, to her sorrow, to be true.
Strength spent, and overcome with fear,
unconscious, she did fall,
While all around her, time passed, and it everdarker, grew!
The Unicorn approached, and with his magic gift, of Knowing,
recognized her purity and innocence, so fair,
And lying down beside her, vowed,
with eyes of softness, glowing,
To cherish and protect her, from all that
She woke, and looking in his eyes, gained knowledge, he was
She felt no fear, but climbed upon his back, of shining white!
dark woods, back to castle home, he carried her, then stood,
hunters, with their spears, who sought, to take his life!
The Princess knelt
before the King, and asked for a decree,
To give thanks, for her rescue, from
dark forces, in the Wood,
That safe, from hunters sword and spear, the Unicorn
The King looked at the Unicorn, and saw there, only good.
And so, aproclamation rang, through Kingdom, far and near,
That safe from hunting,
Unicorn, was evermore, to be.
No longer, would the sword and spear be
something, he need fear!
In Kingdom, welcomed, loved and cherished, Unicorn
By Donna Ferguson Dudley