Lisa Hutton - Work

My Deerhounds

the hounds are here now
in my vision
moving through the silver wood
moving through the shimmering grasses
three now through the frosted thistles
they are one now
in my vision
all winter sky fur and winter night eyes
hunting for my fallen spirit
coursing through my memory
see them splashing through the waters
heavy fog swirls all around
the hounds are here now
in my vision
their feet no longer touch the ground
eagerly they wait for me
with noble steady hearts
but how long will I tarry here
distant and apart
the hounds are here now
in my vision
and we have loved so well before
a separate me, with them runs free
and will forever more.