the fairy

The strand so white stretched on and on
as gentlest waves did trace the shore,
the finely settling, cradling sand
beckoned him take just one step more.

A boat lingered bobbing in the bay
parading colors presented most fair,
the captain tight-lipped and tall
threw up a hand to wave him there.

Glancing back he saw the steed
still edging away, eager to run,
whinnying to the hopeful breeze,
anxious to race the setting sun.

It was then he spied beautiful she
glowing among the ancient trees,
and the adoring look on her face
made him rise up from his knees.

Once weary and wan, he smiled now,
as his steps became strong and sure,
finding truth amidst the forest clear
how a heart despised can yet endure.


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