Wild horses in the snow

…wild horses
gallop in the snow…
no shake of bell
or creak of wheel…
less sound than pulse
as I watch them go…
a blur of manifold nobility
to stir great longings
for…somewhere else
less marred by rank futility

Where men are kind
man turns his mind
to finer things.

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