To me, through clay clouds beating through the earth
Images of thunder hooves to pound of building girth
To me, full run in lathered flail and driven gasping scent
In gypsy bands, where evil lands and silver dreams dement

To me, through portals of the painted sandstone rising high
Omega, on the uphill flats where windswept cliffs defy
To me, wide ranges plunge into the river course untamed
In single whim, to drive the harem to high ground un-named

To me, so proudly raised in gallop full and ego broad
Ominous, the prince in turn full well and rear of bondage gnawed
To me, in picture perfect freedom pounds the dusty desert plains
In total reconcile, dominates these wild and flowing painted manes

Copyright Kkh 8/8/02