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Rara Avis

Poems...

Part I - Part II

The hunter The wind

Wake up! Hunter The wayward breeze

It's time to go. hummed among the trees
Sharpen your arrows Dancing gently

and sling your bow. on the wings of bees

The forest lies eager With the eagles

to share it's plunder. did the wind fly
Beasts and fowl wait Carrying them both

to be torn asunder. high into the sky

Silently creep down The hunter walked silently
the forest path through the grass

Let the beasts fall The wind split the blades

under your wrath to let him pass

Lo! Two eagles The wind carried his arrow

flying in the sky. swiftly in its grasp

Nock your arrows right into the eagle's heart

and let them fly. and carried away it's gasp

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