Spirit of the Unicorn and the One
This poem is dedicated to PD on her birthday October 7th…
Unicorns are magical and no one but the one chosen may ride them…
And you must be magical, too. So PD I have arranged this just for you.
If you feel the rhythm you will feel the ride.
The one accepts the unicorn and the unicorn accepts the one.
No one rides a unicorn… It’s a dance in poise and symmetry as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The power is felt in the movement as the unicorn stretches out its gate.
The muscles move beneath the one with power awaiting to escape.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The fluidity of the gate is matched by the fluidity of the one.
The nostrils flair in both… The dance has just begun…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
If they do not work together… They will not work at all.
The unicorns’ mane like the ones’, is held tight in the flowing winds thrall.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
With each step they take… A balance must be struck.
For every step they take… Their intent must be as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The spirit of the unicorn must merge with the spirit of the one.
Together they merge in a symbiotic relationship as old as the unicorn.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Feel the movement… Feel the power… Feel each muscle as it moves.
Feel each breeze unfold… Feel your hearts and souls as they meld as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Point to counter point… The one doesn’t own the unicorn or the unicorn the one.
What looks so easy is not a simple thing as they travel forth as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The connection is tightly woven. This spirit of Unicorn and one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
And with each ride together they will meld again as one…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Now don’t be frightened, as this world you begin to escape.
For the unicorn is unfurling its wings and with the one is about to soar…
Swish, Swish… Swish, Swish
Just lean across its neck, and stare up at the skies…
For the stars shall be your present tonight… On such a beautiful night…
Swish, Swish… Swish, Swish
CSEastman (Carol Eastman)
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