He walked into my Eden, the wilted flowers were near bloom,
He gazed at the nightless sky, he air kissed the moon.
His canter displayed such delicate plume,
Ruffling his feathers, breathing in the perfume.
He kissed the shrubs and danced with the willows,
He laid on the grass and sung to the minnows.
He gave faith to the trees and their roots did arose
He gave life to the winds and me did repose,
He eased my soul, he made me whole,
Beauty of this tender-hearted foal.
~X.Helmi
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