the hunt (raise your arrow) by nasimiyu

if it shakes you out your sleep at night with its strange and mournful howl
spend nights wandering til dawn's day break, so electric with its sound
if your head floats among the rafters collecting pearls of dewey visions
and when they poor from you like raindrops filled with twinkling lights and sacred wishes
and if you can't rest til you've bottled your own potion of this power
here's to hunting down the dreams that haunt your heart and all your hours

if it tirelessly paces across floorboards of your creaky mind
if it eclipses your horizon like bats inking out a milky sky
a time that's always on its way but seeming never to arrive
here's to chasing it down from the inside out
here's to doing it despite
and if you can't rest til you've bottled your own potion of this power
here's to hunting down the dreams that haunt your heart and all your hours

so raise your arrow
raise your bow

I am the hawk that stalks the sparrow whose sweet song torments it so
in a spiral sweeping low
I am the hunter who seeks a beast whose footprint only she can know
raise your arrow, raise your bow