On his own

There was a hunter,

He had to roam

Although it would not last

Because he knew he had a home.

He would go out,

For days on end

Far from cheer and laughter

Oh yes he was all alone.

Up in the trees,

And in the shadows

There were spirits that would taunt him

As he watched the others flee.

He got angry,

And lost his care

To tread light upon the borrowed earth

Would not catch dove nor doe nor hare.

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He would come back,

With head hung low

But the others would not fault him

For the truth of his sorrow.

He did not fail,

But tried again

And this time as he went all out

He took some other friends.

One to teach him,

And one with skill

One with humour to look past the fears inside

So they stayed still.

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His feet felt lighter,

His gaze was pure

The other we're all hidden

And he trusted they were near.

Filled with hunger,

He ran again

Fueled by pride in his connections

A tasty meal this would portend!

It stemmed from within,

And then aligned

Into the world outside of selfishness

Yeah they would surely dine!

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So to go forth,

To fill a need

Is not to go empty handed

But filled with love indeed.

To receive,

From the world

So full of richness and of loss

Oh such beauty for their creed

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It's all related,

We're all entwined

The Hunter and the hunted dancing endlessly in kind

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The hunted and the hunter laughing endlessly through time