White hind

I saw white hind, between the trees,

i saw a patron, between cold breeze.

She tippled the water from some small spring,

she was so beautiful, but lost her wings.

She brightened my world, she fought of the dark,

like white bright star, that's how she sparked.

Looked straight at me and bowed her head,

now she looked like she sped.

But I will remember her, till the very end,

that pure light, that she, to me, sent.

She saved my soul and saved my days.

And if you ask me "After all this time?"

A will answer you "Always".