Monday 9 October 2023

White Horses

The reflection of an egret
Under the willow,
Wings wide -
The sight of white horses,
Walking celestial
Moonlight in the field -

The sky guides us
To the old earth,
The new 

Amongst the dust, the crumbling,
Stars fly in the river,
Faith chews on fading grass. 


LJ Ireton 2023


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