The Question Part One

Hello, everyone! I'm here with the first part of The Question, a story in poem form. This is from my Tales of the Great King series, and it takes place in the years just before The Sacrifice. As a note, this is written in the free verse style of poetry, which doesn't have to rhyme. With that, enjoy!

Part One

Hiding.

Alone.

Here, in my forest,

I stay.

Alone.

Wandering,

Walking,

Silent as the breeze,

Always on the move.

One day

He sees me

And I see him.

I freeze,

Poised to flee

But I do not run.

Not yet.

Something about him

Keeps me here,

Seems to call my name.

“Teresa,

Teresa,”

He somehow seems to whisper,

Tugging at me to come.

I stare at him,

Frightened,

And yet not afraid.

Finally, I speak.

“Who are you?”

He answers,

“I am

The Prince of Peace,

Son of the Great King.”

I stare,

Trembling,

Wondering,

Who is this man to make such a claim?

Who is He to say

He is the Son of the Great King?

It cannot be possible

And yet, somehow,

I almost believe Him.

I look,

Fearfully,

Into His eyes,

And I find

Love,

Kindness,

And strength reflected there.

He speaks again

And His voice

Tugs at me,

Pulls at my heart.

“Come,”

He says,

“Follow Me.”

He turns to go.

I hesitate.

“Come,

Follow Me,”

He has said.

I am afraid.

I do not want to leave my hiding place,

My safe forest,

But

He has called me.

“Come,

Follow me.”

And so

I follow.

What do you think? I hope you like it! Thanks for reading!

-Sarah