Golden spokes stretch hands
To caress yellow sunrise
Brown eyes welcome dawn.
Running to nowhere.
With wings that fail to carry you.
Head buried in shame.
Tulips open and
Close to the sun's rays. Beauty
Among the brown dirt
Rich red streaked with white
A crafty creature of night
Quick paws in moonlight
gentle tendrils push
outward, unfurling slowly
the smallest of hands
Pounding thunder running
Kind, gentle, loving , sweet Soul
Soulmates to the end, Horse.
The sublime feline,
Aloof eyes, perfect posture,
Eloquent sidekick.
Confident posture,
Glowing eyes lit with wisdom,
Tilts head back and howls.
the family cat
rules her entire family
under furry paw
Once born from the dirt,
Broke cycles, broke rules dreaming.
Miracles by force.
