Pegasus Rises
Silence surrounds me,
As I sit in the
Moonlit meadow.
Tiny breezes dance
With the blades of grass.
I sigh at the beauty
Of it all.
A warm breath
Ruffles my hair.
Turning, I see
Twinkling, brown eyes,
And a silver coat of fur.
Wings unfurl briefly
In greeting.
Startled, I stand.
Pegasus kneels
To invite me up.
I mount her silky back.
Then, her leg straightens.
She starts to trot.
Going from gait to gait
Our speed increases.
Wings open and whip the air.
Pegasus rises tonight.
The grass recedes from view.
Trees peer up,
As we pass overhead.
Soon, the lake appears –
Sparkling like gems in a crown.
I smile with glee.
Pegasus glides effortlessly
Over the rippling lake.
Magical hours pass.
We fly without a care.
The night spreads out
Before us.
Night animals play and hunt.
Man sleeps below.
I caress her neck,
Telling Pegasus my dreams.
She nods while she listens.
Finally, the moon sets,
And the stars grow tired.
It’s time to head back.
The trees part.
We drop into the meadow.
Hooves touch down.
Wings fold in.
She slows to a stop.
Pegasus kneels
To let me down.
The night is over.
Pegasus has set,
And I must return
To my waking state.
2008 © Dawn L. Huffaker
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Well done. I especially like this line and image:
The trees part.
Geoff M. Pope
Be always safe,
Karen
Edwin
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.