What Is The Lure
George D. Stout
What is the lure that brings us here, to sit and watch in sweet repose
Along this sullen, mountain trail, amid the multiflora rose
A sturdy longbow by our side, a compliment of bowyer's craft
A leather, hand-worked, back berond, aflow with feathered cedar shaft
What is this draw that is so strong that senses can not quite describe
Perhaps some primal siren song passed down from ancient native tribe
That calls to us to take this trail that timid souls consider not
And pulls us to this circumstance that steeps within our hunter's heart
Can one describe what brings us here, to camp along the river’s bend
Where stick and string, and cedar shaft become the archer’s closest friend
To walk among the Bracken Fern and hear the Barred Owls eerie call
To sit upon a chestnut log as autumn leaves begin to fall
What science can design a place so peaceful as this spartan wood
What doctor can prescribe a drug that does our heart and soul as good
As a single second in this glade with longbow singing out its song
That reverberates through centuries inviting time to come along
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