i see
flying manes, in wind and still
i see
hooves beating sand
i see
ears angled,
i see
them hear snakes undisturbed
i see
distant sagebrush, close to me
i see
sun filled days, always dark
i feel
days of rain, always dry
i imagine
nights of light, never seen
i fancy
cold filled nights, never felt
i see
horses soaring through clouds
i see me