O noble deer, you stand in stillness and strength, crowned in antlers that stretch
like fingers to the sky.
Your gaze meets the world with a quiet command, silent and unwavering,
as if carved from the earth.
Each line of your form is a hymn to wild grace, a song sung in bone, in shadow and in light.
The hush of dawn gathers at your feet,and the air swirls gently around your presence.
You are the heart of the forest, a sentinel of silence, of dignity unshaken.
In your eyes glows the wisdom of a thousand seasons,and in your breath,
the rhythm of the untamed world.