With bowstring taut, the hunt is sure,©10/27/2016 Carol Welch
the aim steady, eye keen and apt,
the walk practiced, learned, mature,
in eager motivation wrapped.
but, if in the soul, the tautness reigns,
no quarry, however unprepared,
will yield unto your drive and pains,
until you forget that you have cared.
So, let the tautness break its hold;
no hunt matters as you softly move.
Some slack for you and loose the mold,
on life and those you see with love.