Stag Moon Awakening

I come to a fallen tree across my path. It is too thick to climb over.
The rock bluff on the right is too steep to use.
I must enter the forest on the Left side to continue my journey.
I slowly make my way through the bramble and thicket, tearing my flesh and my cloak.
The mighty Stag stands before me. billowing out his greeting.
He lifts is head and pawns the ground with his hoof.
In my mind I can hear him say,
“Follow me my brother, I will show you the Way of the Old Path.”
I follow.