Heaven’s gait and the horse is thundering across the pasture - TopicsExpress



          

Heaven’s gait and the horse is thundering across the pasture like a low Summer storm one thousand pounds of Brahman- beast taking a Crow’s direct line for me, the human as fragile as an egg and the worst thing a horse will have known throughout antiquity, a human and a whip and the whiff of gunpowder searing its nostrils I feel the echo of his thrust race to me, burrowing through the Earth like the heralding of the apocalypse and the Sun speeds along his spine like a bronze river of Summer light and the jets of dust rise in his wake then fall off like the passage of time Come wild storm of Godhead heart trampling my fear with your gospel crack open the heavens with the joy of your lunging and leaping strides
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 16:59:05 +0000

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