It was too late to turn back now,
Then suddenly he heard a groan,
And there under sunshine,
Was a musk ox lying on stone,
“Young traveler I am Zerleg,
As wise as moon and sun,
Do not give up little JI Hui,
For your journey has only begun.”
Astonished was poor little Ji Hui,
Zerleg was tough yet so wise,
His tone layered in masculine,
Yet kindness flowed through his eyes,
“I know it is water you plead for,
And I know where there is a spring,
Let me join your travels,
For I know a lot of things”
Ji Hui calmly followed Zerleg,
Because in him he found trust,
Still though his muscles were aching,
And his eyes were full of dust,
Then the temperature dropped down low,
And a bitter icy wind blew,
Overhead was a piercing screech,
Where a quick golden eagle flew,
“My good friends Zerleg and young horse,
It seems that you are lost!
Just keep going, you’re not too far,
Just don’t get covered in frost
Ji Hui I am Od the eagle,
I am here to give you aid,
The spring you seek is north,
I will now be on my way”
Zerleg was now on the right track,
And they eventually found the spring,
Water trickling through the stones,
They greedily began drinking ,
