The race was on

The wolves ran beside me

The ravens flew above.

The moon shadowed the land

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And I was chased

Not by wolves

Nor owls

Nor any creature of the night.

-

I was chased by people 

Millions running.

Millions screaming

Piercing the cloudless night.

-

And there screeches continued

Though they must be tiring

And I, Daughter of the wilderness

Was tiring as well.

-

I ran through the trees,

The starlight playing over my face

And the brambles snagged

At my hair.

-

I reached the cliff top

I could go no farther.

So I lept, landing harshly

On a small ledge

-

And I slept that night in the cave beside

Huddled next to my Sparked fire

And the warmth it gave me was small

But it echoed where my Light had once been.

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And when I woke, the sun had rose.

And the creatures of the night had left

In there place, were

 eagles, sparrows, and deer.

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So I stayed in that cave

And the eagle brought me fish.

And the deer watched the land

And the sparrows brought me berries.

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I could not go back

I had to move on.

They knew my secret now.

They knew that I carried the Spark.

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But others I had seen

They had the talent to.

The spark burns inside them

But they ignore it, afraid.

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And so, as I watched the waves

From my clift-top home

I knew that something had to be done.

Something. Somewhere.

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Nobody knew the Spark.

Nobody learned the Light.

I was alone with my magic within me

The power to change life

-

I had been chased from my home

But there were other places to go.

So I called the eagle, and began to run

To where, I do not know.

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This is the 50th poem in Daughter Of the wilderness. I will be taking a short two-week break, but see you soon!