Jesse And The Unicorn
26 September, 2003.
A thousand mountains distant,
A thousand trees ago,
A thousand midnight skies away
The Unicorn did go.
In a forest hamlet
Jesse's parents wait.
But Jesse saw the Unicorn,
And in its eyes – her fate.
In the wood stooped Jesse,
Among the Winter snow,
Cutting fuel to warm the meagre
Hut, while cold winds blow.
Behold, there stood the Unicorn!
Silent, white on white.
And Jesse followed the Unicorn,
And vanished from mortal sight.
The axe's chop ceased ringing,
The howling wind cried sorrow,
But when a call like this be heard
One can do naught but follow.
Beyond the farthest sunrise,
Beyond plains green and wide,
Beyond vast deserts, harsh and bare,
A lass and a Unicorn ride.
A thousand mountains distant,
A thousand stars ago,
A thousand waterfalls away
Jesse and the Unicorn go.
