Did they already have the image of that creature <br />grazing deep within their heart and mind <br />before the day when it revealed itself, gentle, sweet and mild, <br />living its life of glorious detachment, <br />invulnerable, free as freedom lives forever, is itself? <br /> <br />Or did it reveal itself to those who needed <br />the vision of itself, magnetic in its beauty; <br />the reassurance that it's there, and <br />may be loved; loved unconditionally? <br />It's difficult to say which is the truth. <br /> <br />But those who've seen it, leave it with the memory <br />that their lives are merely a battlefield, <br />a place of examination, a ground for test - <br />but that within, without, all this <br />the unicorn lives within themselves; detached; serene; and <br />shining; shining.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unicorn-10/
