I swear by all the gods, above, below,
In dark forest there I saw,
The huntress washed with moonlight,
Silver goddess, bow upraised.
She saw me not in my secret shadow,
But, I know she knows, I saw,
Her naked beauty, streaming hair,
Behind the stag in fevered flight.
"Stay goddess," cried my heart and soul,
As on she ran back into legend,
Myth, song, and dreams,
Filling empty days, and nights, forever.
Donovan Baldwin