The Fiery Horses

Seven Fiery horses run across the winter sky

Heaven's daily ritual unfolding before my eyes

So with alacrity and vigor, coursing through my veins

I yelled out rather brazenly, " Stop! Tell me your name!"

But instead the flames rose higher, their steady pace increased

A trail of possibilities were left smoldering by the beast

This left me quite bewildered, even angry by the slight

But the luminous, lady lunar bend my ear that very night

She assuaged my restless slumber with her lyrical lullaby

singing

"The fiery horses were opportunity, so tomorrow, don't let them just pass on by"

T.C

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