Crystal Moment By ____Robert P. Tristram
Crystal Moment
Once or twice this side of death
Things can make one hold his breath.
From my boyhood I remember
A crystal moment of september.
A wooded island rang with sounds
Of church bells in the throats of hounds.
A buck leaped out and took the tide
With jewels flowing past each side.
With his high head like a tree
He swam with in a yard of me.
I saw the Forest's holiness
On him like a fierce caress.
Fear made him lovely past belief,
My heart was trembling like a leaf.
He leaned towards the land and life
With need upon him like a knife.
In his wake the hot hounds churned,
They streached their muzzles out and yearned.
They bayed no more, but swam and throbbed,
Hunger drove them since they sobbed.
Pursued, pursuers reached the shore
And vanished. I saw nothing more.
So they passed, a pageant such
As only Gods could witness much,
Life and death upon one tether
And running beautiful togather.
By: ______Robert P. Tristram
