Topic: Ode to a Salmatian Knight

[Jaharkta]

Falconer releases falcon
And spots him at death's cry
Circling, waiting
To greet him in the mists...
Oh Tristan, whose bow
Was true, only you
Know the speed
Of an open heart.
I wait for the arrow to find me,
Sensing the bark
Beneath my talons...
Will you light on these branches
On your way to the sky?
For one more moment

I could brush your flesh
Turned feather --
Embrace gone eternal --
Through the bird
And through the eye!


©VLambert