# Purest Heart

Author: ShingetsuMoon
Tags: Fantasy, Poem, Poetry, Unicorn, mythical

#13 of Poems

Unicorn's! Who doesn't love unicorn's right? I thought I would make a poem about one! This poem will be included in a fantasy themed poetry book that I'm planning/currently writing. I won't be uploading every poem I plan to put in the book, but I will be adding some of them as a preview of sorts. Some of the poems that I've already done about dragons will be included as well.

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Behold the mighty unicorn fair.  
With hooves of iron and a  
mane of hair.

Look into its gentle eyes.  
A gaze that that pierces  
through the most well  
woven of lies.

Approach the mighty stallion  
if you believe you have the heart.  
Be kind and pure and perhaps   
some knowledge it will impart.

Behold the fierce spirit of the  
forest. For it runs like the wind  
and fights like the fiercest of lions.

It's dazzling horn can rid the darkest  
waters of poison and the make the  
most foul of sicknesses flee with  
but a glance.

It carries the wisdom of centuries  
and the cunning of a serpent.

The guardian of the forest who  
never falters and never ages.  
So many have had it within their  
sights. Only to come away sounding  
as nothing but fools and charlatans.

Nothing can trap a unicorn.   
Not even the purest and most  
gentle of heart.

For the unicorn knows that while  
they may never wish it harm, the  
rest of mankind is not so innocent.

There is but one way to trap a   
unicorn. To rid it of it's power  
and take its mighty horn away.

You must trap them in their  
own cunning and use their  
great and merciful hearts  
against them.

For unlike the tales men  
spin unicorns can resist  
all temptation. All temptation  
but one.

A unicorn no matter how   
strong, how old, or how   
wise will never leave a man  
to die.

No matter how wicked, how  
evil, or how greedy he might  
one day become.

A unicorn may never allow itself  
to be bound by chains or held  
behind walls but it also will never  
fail to use its power to help restore  
the life of another.

And in giving up their power  
for the life of mortal man.

The purest spirit of the earth  
risks becoming the darkest of  
nightmares.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/7ejkM02m
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