Held in grass hands each step
The golden horse travels in all directions
at once
eyes burning and soft
a candle darting in the dark
now still fixed
a sword point poised to strike
the golden horse sings
and water flows from the center
stones shake
shadows writhe appearing in clouds of smoke
the golden horse climbs
the invisible stairway
And sleeps his mirrored sleep
Jun 15, 2010
Jun 15, 2010 at 2:28 AM UTC
Held in grass hands each step
The golden horse travels in all directions
at once
eyes burning and soft
a candle darting in the dark
now still fixed
a sword point poised to strike
the golden horse sings
and water flows from the center
stones shake
shadows writhe appearing in clouds of smoke
the golden horse climbs
the invisible stairway
And sleeps his mirrored sleep