Elken Hound
Hear the singing autumn hymn
As ancient oaks embrace the ever-changing
Sensations like a spell entrance your eyes
Trace the slender legs of the Elken Hound
Whom treads along the cold and forgotten
In his eyes
See the tormented and enduring
Withering antlers branch out to falling leaves
An elken mane drenches down his chest like feathering moss
Bearing wolven fangs like the polished creek’s rocks
He is the long forgotten memories of this changing world
Now standing aside you
Hear his frosted breath
Casting a spell
The forest comes to a rest
And memories of fading times
Emerge from the abyss to be embraced
