Sara Stowell - The Unicorn

In a virgin forest,
Where no man has been.

Dwells a creature of innocence,
No human eye has seen.

She has been among us
Since the world was born.

For she is immortal,
She is the unicorn.

Her beauty is angelic,
Of legendary grace.

She defends the broken hearted,
The fool she does embrace.

To see her you must search
Within your heart and soul.

If you are pure of spirit,
Then you will reach your goal.

You’ll bathe in her radiance,
And you will be reborn.

In a place of magic,
Where dwells the unicorn.


© S.E.S

Sara Stowell

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