The Unicorn's Pool
Dreaming, I wake;
Deep, deep and cool,
Fed by no streams,
The uniorn's pool
Lies quiet and clear.
Here in the woods, past hearing,
I have seen him,
Stately, silent, silken swift,
Surely the gift
of a very good God.
God,
I had ridden so far,
So far for nothing,
I thought. But noting
A path, sun-dappled
And rippling,
A golden stream into the woods,
As in a dream
I followed.
How many paths
Have led me through woods
Warrened with houses?
But today,
Today I am relieved,
And believing,
Lived
To see him, silken and swift.
His head shifted
As I came near.
His horn pressed through my breast.
And now I rest,
Here at the pool,
My blood filling the stream,
And waking, I dream.
Surely he is a gift
Of a very good God.
~Unknown
