Breeze:
Tonight
The sky disappears
over the mountains
I see the moon takes it’s place.
A slight breeze comes,
making the trees sound like the ocean
I hear the birds fall silent
just to admire the silence.
somewhere,
There is a nother breeze out there
That calls it’s brother home,
I watch the night resume being itself
With no breeze
At all.
I know this has nothing to do with horses.
It reminds me of my horse though.
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