User:DonConquistador/Poetry/TheHorse

The Horse

I look straight ahead, I see only one thing, Running, sprinting, galloping, jumping, I seek only the one thing which I can see, I go as fast as I can to try and reach it, I can't quite see what it is but I know that I want it, faster and faster I run Faster and faster I gallop a tree lies in my way I jump A cliff lies ahead, I soar to the sky I fly, I land on the other side and- I find that what I was chasing wasn't as I thought I stop and catch my breath. I take off my blinders and find that the whole time- I've been followed- When I ran- When I jumped- When I galloped- When I flew- Always there- The mysterious traveler offers me a drink. Never have I tasted such water as that, Smooth like milk Refreshing as any I ask myself “Why?” Why have I worn these blinders the whole time? I'll never know...