Destination: The Void of Possibilities

Posted on January 18, 2011 by Rebecca Fox

A year in the Borderland seeking horse knowledge.
Guided by hoof-struck inspiration,
each mile is a day wrapped in mid-October Myst.

Eleven symbols for ceremony
from a wellspring of blessed water
hidden in early morning Myst.

Each mile is a day finding our way home.

This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a comment