Part 1 of my epic poem (which is still in progress)
Tension, such tension
Such things unknown.
It brings pain,
It brings confusion,
It will eat you alive.
Fly through a forest,
Feel a rush of pain
As teeth upon her pressed.
Bloodied has she lain.
Many hours, maybe days,
In that dragon's den.
For strength she prays,
If only to stand and face the problems ahead.
And it's gone, all of it,
Another place she awakes.
Birds flutter through canopies lit,
And grass caresses her face.
She stands to look around,
A black jaguar comes her way,
Unafraid, like a house-cat,
It sits near her a moment,
Then wanders away.
For a moment she glides,
Seeing her own body behind her back.
She follows the creature,
Past trees and rocky ground,
To a place unseen before.
A portal, water falling;
From mid-air it comes
Pouring over her head
Into a world below that's calling.
Something you must see,
The black cat whispers
As he morphs into a griffin.
Before she can blink,
On his back they glide
Past the waterfall's brink.
Something you must see,
He whispers solemnly.
Into snowy mountains,
We climb into the air,
Past pine trees and cliffs,
Then lower to the ground,
As the air he sniffs.
This is what you must see.
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