Once A Hunter

youthful hunter

a hunter
a hunter
in the hunt beauty is found.
in the hunt beauty is found.
a hunter in youth
a hunter in youth
call of the wild
call of the wild
seek and you will see
seek and you will see
beauty found when truly sought
beauty found when truly sought
The river of life
The river of life
from the seed of life we all are born
from the seed of life we all are born

When I was Young



I was a hunter, just a natural seeker,

the outdoor life was my second home,

I went forth in my search of freedom,

over leaf strewn trails, I walked and roamed.



I got up early on the frosty mornings,

then I headed out into the woods and streams,

I never left my memories out there,

they've been kept locked within my dreams.



The golden trees are like my treasures,

and their hold, just as strong on me,

When I'm outside and I'm in their glory,

I know that this is where I must long to be.



The creatures wild, with wings, are beating,

like my heart and soul, this I can see,

There, my thoughts are lost in the radiant beauty,

chasing birds in skies, all so clear and free.



The wind and leaves are like soothing music,

beckoning me to come join their song,

The spirit of the wildness and open meadows,

all welcoming me, and where I belong.



When the rain comes down and the river's rising,

I know the fears and of all their costs,

Their homes in danger and there's no despising,

no reprieve for their labor's lost,



The wind so strong and the torn off branches,

the fallen shelters that once were theirs,

Now is taken from them, and lost forever,

a panic sets in, in times of worry, and its cares.



How like the creatures of the woodlands,

are we all in life, and the same, in our needs,

The loss of a soul and its shinning spirit,

so hurts within, despite our forms or creeds.



A part of the wild and of the natural spirit,

will always reside deep within our hearts,

Each of us has the same, in a kindred feeling,

was brotherhood, and a need to play our parts..



When I was young, I was just a lonely hunter,

now I've found the truth, that I once sought,

Our likenesses, all of life, are a beautiful reflection,

as life's greatest lessons, to each are taught.







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kindred spirits all of God's creatures
kindred spirits all of God's creatures

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Mhatter99 4 years ago from San Francisco

This poem took me back to the duck hunting trips with my mother's husband. Odd that your words brought back such lucid memories. Thanks


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Hello Mhatter, thanks for your comments and glad you like my work today.


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Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

Wonderful thoughts and memories are evoked from this gem Thank you so much for sharing and here's to so many more to follow.

Eddy.


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thank you Eiddwen, glad you liked my work.


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

Wow! That was beautiful! I love using hunting as a metaphor...you are a talented poet. It is widely known that poetry is not my favorite thing to read, but occasionally I will come across a piece, like this one, that just stops me in my tracks and insists that I pay attention. Great work!


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thanks Bill, I believe we are all hunters in our hearts, and will spend much of our lives in searching for perplexing answers to seemingly impossible mysteries. It is to me, the essence of why we all are here, and to improve the human condition.


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bravewarrior 4 years ago from Central Florida

Wonderful allusion between Man's search and Nature's offerings!


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whonunuwho 4 years ago from United States Author

Thanks, bravewarrior, glad you stopped by for a read. whonu


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whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States Author

Are we not all like the lonely hunter?


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whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States Author

Sometimes I have to reread some of my work and to share it. whonu

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