The Heart of a Unicorn

By a crystal stream,
beats the timid heart
of the gentle creature,
forgotten by time.

Yet, even the dragon flies
awaken to whisper
of her quiet approach
while stirring only the dew.

As if to kiss her tiny foal
the lily white mare breathes
a sweet puff of breath onto
his velvety little cheek.

Stretching her arms and wings aflutter,
a fairy emerges
from the warmth
nestled in a white blanket of mane.

Even the morning sun glowing
brighter with each passing minute,
cannot compare to the
sparkle of their horns.

The sparkle reflected by these pure
and magnificent beings
makes a golden crown
seem unpolished and dull.

These two hearts beat like no other,
for they beat in unison
with nature,
the perfect heart of a unicorn.