Wild Horse Flings Its Mane

 Celestial dark horse
turned only
a flick of
its mane

In the blazing light
its path
remained
true,

Only its body
turned white
the moon

Like a flying dragon
of the
transcendent
world...

Galloping through
silken cloud
skies...

I never know where
they will
lead me...

I simply follow
my inspiration
and the
movement

Soars through...
there are no
obstacles

That cannot be
overcome

Strength of love
yields
through,

And although the
arrow’s power
is true,

My admiration for
its gift of
courage
grows.

- Marilyn Allysum

Brush painting by Marilyn Allysum