The Archer

(Poetry)

The Archer
Mote: "Serenity"
Copyright Soaroir

No. Wouldn't know the serenity
If it had not drunk the brackish water
Clacking feet through the canyons
while bent the elm
and twisted the fibers to my arch and arrow
With the quiver full
of reflections and acceptations
and the best backside
I can now be a quiet archer

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