The Little, Epical Hero (Audio Poem)

You roar with fierceness and fury
Behind those shining eyes.
You stalk and hide and hunt. . .
Beneath the trees in our yard.

Four years of wildness
expressing five thousand years of feral passion.
You are the little, epical hero--
an archetype and symbol.

You are the shaper of fortunes and maker of dreams.
God has put manhood in your heart,
and wrapped strength in your little boy arms.
You share the blessing of ages
and the curse of the Denouement.

The wilderness will open before you
like the doors of a palace.
You will sit at the table of Arthur;
Stand in presence of Alexander.
Your heart will pulse to the drums at Troy and Antietam.
Your breath will be the wind in Magellan's sails

Because God has a plan for you,
The Man He has made in His image.