Has not one blemish to reveal
Not being able to tell of its gesture
Encased in its eyes like steel
Sighted far off is the single eagle
Searching over terrain
Muddy clouds shadow the sun
To keep the cactus from pain
The wandering horse grazes in peace
Its pure white face of innocent beauty
It has no recollection of fenced in rows
Or dereliction of its duty
To pull a flat lorry over the plains
Is beyond the mares comprehension
Only the skies and its own desires
Attract it to its attention
Of what is simple and what is right
Over a landscape on a starry night
With the moon glistening
While nobody is listening
I have known the lady who
lingers in the light
Of the everlasting moon
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
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