12 April 2012
I was grazing nicely,
I hear a howl from the right,
A groan from the left,
A whine behind,
I lift my head,
I sniff,
It's wolves,
The only way to go is forward,
I run,
I hear them behind,
Sniffing, growling and barking,
Through the forest like a flash,
I get tired, I slow down
They catch up,
They are close,
There's a river!
Which is frozen,
I leap over it,
The jump on it and the ice breaks,
They drown in agony,
The deer won by a leg...
A Deer • Opuss № I