Rhiannon


A mare rides through the enchanted day, she is wildness,
uncanny, something out of twilight in the light of the Sun
enchanted, our eyes are turned away from the world we know
but as she turns to us, her turning is an embrace, a calmness
dissolves the vision of horse and a woman stands there.
We are undone by the sight of her and everything she is:
Evanescent Horse, Endless Summer, Shining Goddess.

1 Comment

  1. S.C. Tanner says:

    Apparently, you have been embraced. I am not able express what these few words evoke in me at this time, but they are excellent.

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