The daylight's waning, the night sky's falling


The horses by my bedside table


Like stars in the dark horizon


Are glowing into life.


 


The wind is whipping through their manes


Their tails flowing like a river,


The steady beat of horse shoe's trotting


Growing faster like the time.


 


The morning breaks, the sunshine enters,


The horses calm to a stop,


And statues like they were before


Until the next night comes.




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