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22 May 2006

Horses in the Mist



Cotapaxi Reserve, Ecuador, 2006

Horses in the Mist
Galloping wild and free,
through tendrils of morning mist,
with mud spattering at their hooves,
and flaring nostrils snorting steam,
they pass between the swirling clouds
of a volcanic peak
and the wave swept shores
of a green lagoon,
then cantor down to a gentle trot
to nibble on the dew soaked grass
and frolic in the soft, shrouded light
of the rising sun.

Written:  2006




1 comments:

Robyn said...

Wonderful G. Your poem is a delight. Does A remember the time we saw horses in the mist when it rained while we were in the Namid desert? R.

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