The Bay Horse


The bay horse surveying all with a sideways glance
Intent yet somehow mildly askance
The bay horse
Like a sentient unicorn, white grey in the afternoon light, undeniably still in the dead of the night
The bay horse
A bay horse standing straight and tall, imperious and impervious, bay horse overlooking this bay
We stride down steep narrow paths, we stride up steep narrow paths, through forests of magical verdence and then emerge on a rocky bay and spy,
The bay horse


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