Song Of The Wood Beast Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Come walk with me, Colin Ian Jeffery
This is your hour darkly born.
Be not afraid of torments
All agonies cease within my embrace.

Once you were naive boy
Innocent, pure within the mind
Dancing naked through woodland dells
Hearing Magi's lilting songs.

Imagination quaked bold and rich
With memories of scarlet kisses
Love more precious than life
Overwhelming heart with purple praise.