Check equipment
put on face paint
hurry in the dark
to a woodland stand

In total silence
stalking the stand 
one careful step at a time
I climb into the stand

Secure the safely strap
load a bolt to the bow
illuminate the sight
to a low green dagger 

And settle and bask in a 
total eclipse of the world
the cool wind and the sun
rising to greet me

With an almost carnal 
welcome much overlooked 
in the sad and hopeless 
world of the morning news.