a dozen gold horses
galloping around the fields.
dusk is upon,
their manes are dancing —
a strong wind in our presence
how do they not stumble?
i do.
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 1:55 PM UTC
a dozen gold horses
galloping around the fields.
dusk is upon,
their manes are dancing —
a strong wind in our presence
how do they not stumble?
i do.
where is my power when i need it?
