In the song of the antelope,
the Prince heard his Queen
Now locked in a convent,
her beauty unseen
The tower still distant,
its ramparts on guard
Just one point of entry,
a hero’s reward
The mist in the valley,
her prison unseen
Through clouds in the distance,
her pleadings, her screams
The miles before him,
twin antlers ahead
His future unfolding
—his destiny wed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
In the song of the antelope,
the Prince heard his Queen
Now locked in a convent,
her beauty unseen
The tower still distant,
its ramparts on guard
Just one point of entry,
a hero’s reward
The mist in the valley,
her prison unseen
Through clouds in the distance,
her pleadings, her screams
The miles before him,
twin antlers ahead
His future unfolding
—his destiny wed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
