Boy with a Bow

By Gary LeBel "Bring me my Bow of burning gold"William Blake, Jerusalem He may be all of ten. He's hiked on ahead of his elders and younger siblings, taken the leadon the trail, a blazer, protector, explorer, loner, or budding alpha male. As he walks someten to twenty paces ahead of me, I can hear him as he talks to himself or perhaps he'ssinging. Missing its quiver and arrows, he carries a bow at his side, but soon hangs it over hisshoulder so that it rides his back like an Arthurian knight, or a Cheyenne leading his pony.When he slows…