I stood in awe... gaping,
I was in a daze,
A beautiful black horse,
Stood quietly waiting,
A white streak on his forehead
Like lightening splitting the black sky
Big dark eyes stared,
From the green of the meadow,
My long cherisher dream,
Stood only a few feet away.

Where it came from
Or where did it go,
I cannot really explain
For I don’t really know,
I stood there very still
As my passion unfolded,
My heart thumped aloud
And my eyes feared to blink,
As my hand slowly reached out...
Those were moments of joy
And then came the pain,
For before I could touch it
My dream began to fade
And the shaggy black horse
Disappeared in the haze.

When a dream takes the shape of reality in the mind.