Taking on the Beast

It crawls through the night of the great
Forest floor hiding its colors
So none can reveal,
Blending its shade in the
Evergreen folds 'til the shadows
Conceal every cavernous crease.
Veiled as it is in its labyrinth
Secrecy, void of all consciousness
Eager to steal
Every fiber of decency left to
The mortal soul, filling its fable,
Becoming the beast.

I follow down to the pitch
Of its battlefield, eager to
Conquer your favor to win.
Knowing that victory helps to
Secure a seat at your table,
A taste of your feast.
The battle unending is worth
All its suffering knowing
The bounty which waits at its pause,
And I struggle freely with
You as my treasure. Gladly lamenting
To take on the beast.

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