TITLE: Horses By Lesley-Anne Evans 03/20/08 |
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They stand in the clarity of valley’s first light
knees loose, heads bowed, eyes closed
facing sun’s rising over the south-east bench
steam rising from sway backs like prayers
the faithful in their black poplar cathedral
trail weary travellers worship early morning rest
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