In the dark of night
A sound is heard
Deep thumping
Pounds the earth
It echoes like
A drum

Vibrating noise
Awake sleeping souls
It

A horse stood amid the fog,
His valiant head raised in grandeur,
His eyes were pools of soft bog,
His neck curved in triumph.

He

The horse in me!

Spare me your rods since my own are content
with their lacking abatement and force,
and in hope that they

As darkness wraps its cloak around the land

Animals vanish hurriedly to their resting grounds

The stars twinkle from the