0223 Steed [13 December 1998]

Breathing, moving,
In, out, in, out.
The beast beneath me
Strong of wind and limb.
Wild as lightning,
Calm as rain.
This unearthly animal
Carries me swiftly
Across the plains,
Across the divide
Of my own heart.
I am anchored
Even as my horse moves.
As one we escape
Farther from the past,
Further toward the future.
He leads me on,
My conscience,
My guide,
My heart.

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