Closing thoughts

GR8atta2d · 02-18-2009, 04:18 PM

I thought of this in my last day in the stand in Early February. Funny what you'll do to keep the cold away..Anyway I had a poem at the beginnign of the season, seems only fitting to close it out with one..

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A Hunters Compassion

I sit in my stand, the last day of the season
Why was I in these elements? I cannot think of a reason.
Alone in the snow and the blistering cold
Not knowing if, my plan will unfold.

I reflect on the days I"™ve spent in a tree.
Most times alone, just Mother Nature and me.
This day is different, tomorrow, the season will be past.
But the Good Lord willing it won"™t be my last.

The evening cold, is coming as the sun begins to sink
I catch movement to my right, another branch in the wind, so I think.
Slowly I turn, and there, silhouetted in the snow
Stands the figure alone, a yearling Doe.

She"™s coming right at me, she doesn"™t know that I"™m there
Fresh from her bed, I can see snow on her hair.
At twenty yards she pauses without giving me a look
I can"™t explain why, but my bow stays on the hook.

She"™ll struggle to survive, winters strong grip.
She"™ll have predators after her, she can"™t let her guard slip.
I don"™t feel the need to disturb the peaceful woods
Success is at hand, just knowing I could.

Four months of hunters and now the struggle to feed
She"™s won this year, she"™s found a way to succeed.
I let her have a gift, the only one I could give,
She touched me this day and so on she will live.

I let her amble on till she"™s totally out of sight
I head home empty handed to my family tonight.
I lower my bow and slowly I climb down.
I thank the Lord, for the day, without making a sound.
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