Amazing being I'm leading by the bridle.
Oh, no, I will never change my mind!
All guests have come, the cheer is ready
The flightЕthe windЕand emptiness
In temple
And rooted to the croup become centaur
To double kindness and loosing fear
To swim in honeyed early dews,
And bland the silky mane in hair
And laying with the horse in grass
Embrace the neck to look into his eyes
And warming nostrils like the brass,
To see the human in his eyes.
And strange will happen after that
A candle will go out, making sunset red
And from the cloud pitch-black horse
Come down to forget all bad.
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© Alla Tkachenko, 2004
