Trespasser For M Lady Chitra Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Lost deep in thought my footsteps strayed
And brought me to a woodland glade.
Wherein there stood an altar stone
erected to some God unknown

Erected in pre history.
The stone will stand eternally
as evidence of worship here
of some forgotten deity..

The altar stone is still pristine
It’s surface completely free
of lichens which should have been
thriving on it visibly.

Perhaps the worshippers still meet
Creep through the woods on silent feet
to carry out their ancient rites.
Beneath the moon on summer nights

When new gods drive he old gods out.
I am convinced I have no doubt
There still remains a faithful few
who worship as they used to do.

Perchance they still worship here
That is the reason that the stone is clear.
Quite suddenly I feel oppressed
and I decide its for the best.

To take again my homeward way
hurriedly without delay.
I feel that I must leave this place
and quicken up my walking pace

I wonder still uneasily
did I offend some deity.
Albeit inadvertently
who might decide to punish me

Though years have passed I’m still afraid.
I trespassed in that woodland glade.
Although in fact by accident
perhaps I earned some punishment.

Perhaps I’m being paranoid.
I try my hardest to avoid
Walking woodland paths alone
they might lead to that altar stone.

10/10/2009
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