A deer in headlights

Amid age deer slowly meanders down the side of the road. he is a strong well built deer no longer a young buck, but I guess a grown stag.

He glances about as he walks ,ears. Intently listening for any signs of a predator or many of the other dangers fire fast moving vehicles that may endanger his life.

The deer has had a few run eins with cars. The cars of men, many times over and has managed to walk away with the knowledge that care must be taken.

The young stag is aware that he must be around later for his young Fons and young bucks that rely on him for food and safety.

The young stag is also aware of the meni, many predators, that would feed off him. Would tear him apart for a yummy meal or would take any part of him that they could get?

The deer feels safe because of his awareness on a comfortable path that he has traveled many times in the past.

And then suddenly he hears a sound, a familiar sound, one that he has come to love and trust.

It is the sound of his mate and his young fawn coming up the trail behind him, calling to him in a loving way in a kneading way.

The stag listens cautiously intently attempting to discern whether there are any predators or dangers around for his young family.

Hearing nothing and sensing nothing, the young stag. Steps out confidently onto the path so that his mate and his young fawn, we’ll be able to see him find him easily and rejoin him.

That is when it happens, a bright light shining at him, blinding him, taking away his sense of where he is and where he is going.

The stag glances left. Then right confusion and panic setting in which way do I go? Is my mate going to be safe? It sounds like a vehicle, a dangerous moving vehicle of man.

He hears the sound of his mate calling to him. But suddenly that is overridden by the screeching of tires, the burning smell of rubber on black pavement.

And then with what seemed like the littlest bump, the deer was launched into the air, crashing down onto the pavement and sliding through the gravel on the side of the road intense overwhelming pain ripping through his body and the smell of his own blood in the air around him.

As the young stag lays there panting and heaving his breath labored, pain coming from all directions a calmness sets in, a calmness that could be misinterpreted as the gateway to the great fieldsand forests of lore, opening up to call to him, but that is not so

Suddenly his mate is, sniffing at him, nudging him attempting to find out if he is still alive or if he is gone.

The stag modes in pain and his dough frantic with worry rushes to her young Fon.

Amidst the screaming and the sounds of sirens and emergency vehicles, the deer forgets the deer. Let’s go a young stag, slowly begins to depart this Earth. Despite his strength, despite his resilience, despite his assurances in himself.

Soon there are no sounds nothing but calmness. And peace.

A long time later, the stag a awakes and becomes aware of his new surroundings. He is no longer on that path or near that road or in that area. For that matter, he is far, far away from his dough and from his bucks and fonds.

He is aware that strange contraptions hold him down and hold him and Bind him together, and he is very aware of the pain that circulates within his system.

The stag feels true deep fear for the first time in his life.

Uncertain, uncomfortable and longing to be rejoined with his family.

The deer panics and struggles to raise himself up. Yet he cannot move, he cannot leave. He is stuck right where he is.

The stag cannot move his legs. Only one of them can kick futilely. His antlers are broken and there is a confusion around him. A fear, not understanding the terrible pain within and where is my family? The young stag thinks

The young stag falls into a deep sleep, succumbing to the exhaustion, and the pain

In time the deer heels, he regains his footing. He begins to head towards home. Sniffing in the air, listening to the sounds and moving off through the forest en route 2, where he remembers his family to be.

The young stag has aged considerably during this traumatic accident. And some things will never be the same for that deer ever again.

Never again, will the young stag now much older and wiser walk along that same fateful path never again, will he take for granted the things that he thought he understood and knew and the precautions that he thought he had made.

Finally, the stag rejoins his family forever. Changed, and forever protective, now, overly, so. the deers fonds and bucks. Now, much older themselves are forbidden to walk the paths of man forbidden to go near those dangerous places where the vehicles of man run wild and rampant, tearing up the ground in their haste, to get to where they need to go.

The stag teaches his children, caution and suspicion at unknown things. Always listen to the wind, always listen to Your Heart. Beating always smell what’s around you? Never go out onto the roads of men. You have been forbidden. The stag says to his children.

Never will the stag, forget that fateful moment that terrible accident.

His dreams in the night when he sleeps soundly. Well, frequently, come back to those moments and the steak will frantically. Paw and whimper, with the memory of the pain and the turmoil and the struggle and the torments that he went through.

Never again. Will the deer survive a storm without pain? Without the arthritic memory of the destruction that a young stag’s body took and an old stag’s body remembers.

The stag will always use caution. And we’ll always be afraid of the light, which is terrible because flight is good in giving and nurturing, and yet, because of his past light is and will always be frightening.

As many of you may know, I Daniel1Phoenix am the stag in this story and have been reborn as the Phoenix. As I have survived so will you

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