"The Wily Princess"
The forest is deep and green,
its floor carpeted with ferns.
The wily princess slips through,
clad in her brother's hunting clothes.
She stalks the yellow unicorns,
but she cannot see them, not even
when they are right in front of her.
The wily princess is more a student
of alchemy than of spirituality.
She draws what she can see --
the heart-shaped hoofprints,
the flattened bed of ferns,
the smooth scores on trees
where they polish their horns.
She does not understand the unicorns,
but she is learning how they live.
It takes time, but she is patient.
Her drawings are high in demand,
and people will trade alchemy papers
for pictures of almost-unicorns.
For the wily princess, that is enough.