"'Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters,
too? I never saw one
alive before!' 'Well, now that we have seen each other,' said the unicorn, 'if you'll believe
me, I'll believe in you.'"
--Lewis Carroll; Through the Looking Glass
By Luis Royo
He hides by day, and searches by night.
The last known unicorn, with the coat of angelic white.
It's almost as if he's magic, the possessor of powers unknown.
He keeps the hope of finding another, but he is painfully alone.
Being seen by mankind, would mean instant death. Due to life's attained
they would take his last breath.
He wants so badly to nuzzle,
close to someone safe and warm. But this hope slowly fades,
as does night with the coming morn.
He remains forever brave,
and holds his head up high. Sometimes on a quiet night,
you can hear his mournful cry.
He will continue his search,
until his dying day. The majestic and beautiful unicorn,
who is perfect in every way.