I see it as a creature of eligance and great mystery, one of the mystical fantasys that have enchanted people for many centuries and will for many more to come. Below are some excellent links that I have found on unicorns and would like to share with you. Enjoy your journey of enchantment with the mystical unicorn. .Its a Unicorn simply any creature with one horn. It is a symbol of a positive virtue really. Harmony, strength, purity, innocence, speed, freedom, beauty, grace, magic, wisdom. There are Unicorn legends all around the globe: Africa, India, Russia, China and Japan, Europe, and pre-and-post colonial America.
'Tis a mystical place
halfway to somewhere
and in the middle of your dreams.
Where the unicorn are safely cherished
free to roam and wander
doing that which comes naturally to the unicorn
when they know
they have no enemies!
This is the creature there has never been.
They never knew it, and yet, none the less,
they loved the way it moved, its suppleness,
its neck, its very gaze, mild and serene.
Not there, because they loved it, it behaved
as though it were. They always left some space.
And in that clear unpeopled space they saved
it lightly reared its head, with scarce a trace
of not being there. They fed it, not with corn,
but only with the possibility
of being. And that was able to confer
such strength, its brow put forth a horn. One horn.
Whitely it stole up to a maid - to be
within the silver mirror and in her.
Little sprites weaving flowers in your mane;
What is it that you are, do you even have a name?
Liquid brown eyes gaze softly in the light.
Could I touch you, mount you, ride you if I might?
Garlands of daisies hang sweetly from your coat;
Hair as smooth as satin touch fingers as I stroke.
Fields of buds and clover are the mattress for your bed.
Is that horn you carry so heavy for your head?
Nostrils quiver slightly as the breezes softly sigh;
A world of other creatures are reflected in your eyes.
Little butterflies with elfin hands fly briskly to and fro;
Living in a world with you that I will never know.
Your step is silent as you trod across the stream;
Only to become luminescent in the moon's reflecting beam.
Only good and happy things will happen to you here;
Living in another space where man cannot come near.