A Stallion's Song

Wet, I paw the filmy shadows

of the sac I was born in

It breaks and the sun 

shatters my safety,

then warms me 

with old memories.

My mother bends 

to smell my head and mane

I hear the sound of wind

in her whisper

and struggle to stand

for the sake of the promise

in her eyes.

Tender and powerful

she shows me who I will be

And now I gallop

Brilliantly I take on

this summer’s day

Whatever I see I become:

these fields of flowers

this fragrant grass

this earth, this sun

this boundless sky

Destiny I've none

but to gallop the wind

in the bliss of it

in all this joy

of wind and sun and self