The Old Stag and the Magic Wand

There was this rabbit in the
Moonlit meadow
Inquisitive and bright
prancing around the moonlit meadow
An old stag was watching all this
at the edge of the meadow
crinkled face and sad eyes
Suddenly there was a swish
the moon waved a magic wand
The rabbit turned into a beautiful doe
twinkle hoofs and exotic eyes
She danced an ethereal dance
so dancing she reached the old stag
Eyes locked for fleeting moments
Doe’s sparkling and smiling
Than the doe turned walked past
the meadow into the woods
The old stag transfixed tears welling
its eyes
He looked up to the Moon
Moon said the magic is mine
you only the witness
you go back to the woods
The old stag stood firm
even today on a full moon night
You can see the stag
On the edge of the meadow
Fossilized


K.V. Radhakrishnan