A cold north wind blows
Across fields of snowy white
Like waves of the sea it rolls
Lit by the moon in the night.
*
On tip-toe she dances
A smile on her face
Twirling, spinning, all around
These moments you can’t waste.
*
Pound of hooves on earth
Muscles taut like a chord
Man and beast move as one
Forward with one accord.
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A hawk circles the sky
Waves toss in the ocean
A freefall before the dive
Beauty in Motion.
brilliance.
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