Trespasser for M 'lady Emma

narrative verse

 

 Trespasser

 

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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