Diana
by Russell Smith

ever shall Diana
fleet as wind roam through woods
dogs afoot strain to pace
nimble steps pine needles
heavy though morning dew
do not bend where she steps

dances she smile gazelles
where she dives streams exhale
not a splash only part
loving hands sister home
this is home where ever Diana wills to roam

rain moon clouds beckon she
pauses breath snapping twig
snuffle dogs tainted breeze
sweaty man he pauses
rare silence vision snow
Diana draws her bow