Golden spokes stretch hands

To caress yellow sunrise

Brown eyes welcome dawn.

Running to nowhere.

With wings that fail to carry you.

Head buried in shame.

Tulips open and

Close to the sun's rays. Beauty

Among the brown dirt

Rich red streaked with white

A crafty creature of night

Quick paws in moonlight

gentle tendrils push

outward, unfurling slowly

the smallest of hands

Pounding thunder running

Kind, gentle, loving , sweet Soul

Soulmates to the end, Horse.

The sublime feline,

Aloof eyes, perfect posture,

Eloquent sidekick.

Confident posture, 

Glowing eyes lit with wisdom,

Tilts head back and howls. 

the family cat

rules her entire family

under furry paw

Once born from the dirt,

Broke cycles, broke rules dreaming.

Miracles by force.