He was a child as I found him amongst the trees. Cold and Hungry, walking nowhere his family was not pleased. Born on a bad sign, they left him for my next meal. Little did they know he was born of Wolf, and I he would heal. I was lost in a sense, my mind wandering in thought. Nothing in life could prepare me for the lesson unknowingly I bought. Taking this child in was a mistake I'd make again and again. My wandering eye held fast, focus was given vigilance was sustained. My thoughts no longer left me, forever to be restrained. His healing hand touched me, right there I knew for sure. This child born on a bad sign, was sent to this dirt as a fawn is born of blood that is pure. His purity was not seen, and they mocked him thinking he had no sight. Little did they know, as they left him for dead his Soul would take flight. A creature I never seen, a man with hawk like wings. Taking to the sky as if carried by the wind. Not understanding taking away all that I have sinned. Together we travel, forever brothers in arms. The higher spirit sent him here to fulfill each other's charms. As time past did we not understand the task. Our spirits melted into each other, we as one shall never need to fast. I am Gemini...
© Dale A Martinez