Collection: Chiron's about-face

In the valley where the winds whisper,
Chiron, the centaur, wise and powerful,
Turns around, a stick in hand,
Carved from the plum tree, soft and serene.
His piercing gaze embraces the heavens,
Looking for the star that nothing can replace.
He guides heroes to their destiny,
With his staff he led them.
Under the starry sky, his silhouette takes shape,
Between man and horse, his divine nature.
Chiron, the educator of the demigods,
In the night their farewells echo.
With his plum stick he traces,
The path of the stars, in space.
Chiron, the centaur, of eternal wisdom,
In the hearts of men, there is always a spark.