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I paint, make collages and mixed media work. I write poetry. I reflect on the Tao.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Were I...

Were I to pursue my dreams,
They would become wild horses,
Fleeing from bit and bridle,
Fleeing swift-footed
Across the plains of my desire.

Were I to stay in stillness
Beside a sweet spring
In some half-hidden glade,
Would they come to me
All hot-breathed and trembling?

Were I to offer up my hand
Without the bit and bridle,
Would one stay stock still
And let me, forsaking the saddle,
Slide in trust along her back?

Were I to shape my self to her,
Faithful to her grace,
Would she fly sure-footed
To the far mountains
Of our beginnings?

 ©artvaughan 11 June 2014