The Gift of a Horse
Aquila and Moondust
Sat together in soft firelight
No words spoken
Everything had been said
Through their hearts
The love awoken
The moon rose high in the night sky
Moondust felt the movement of moons and stars
She saw Aquila
Here and high above
What she felt in her heart
She knew why
All of it….
Love
Aquila took an arrow
Launched it to the sky
Feathers of gold and brown
Arced through
He tracked its’ course
Through stars and light
Where it fell
It drew forth a horse
A rustling of leaves
brought by a soft hoof fall
Through shadows and wind gust
In, strode a horse
For the precious Moondust
Such a horse of soft eyes
came to Moondust
If you could see
in its’ face, so wise
The firelight of love
Of things, broken
Now , whole
What it meant
To her
To me
The completed soul
Moondust touched his face
Looked to Aquila
Never had an arrow flew
as true
Through stars and light
Silvery trails
To bring forth a horse
The horse quietly stood
beside Moondust
Together they felt
everything
In a Heartstone wood
Flickering firelight
Of things once broken
Stars, bright
No words were spoken
The horse drew close
She whispered his name
known only to them
Such a horse of soft eyes
Took away her tears
of previous lost years
Made her strong again
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2009
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