Silent it mutters
Voiceless it utters
Lonely it cries
Wingless it flies
...
I feel the wind
I hear the birds
I ride my horse
As I sing words
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Their manes are a wintry white
Frosted with the glittering snow
There backs are dappled light
And shimmer with a frozen glow
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A sun so bright
A sky so cloudless and clear
Moon and stars
All speak of a creator to fear
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Head up, neck outstretched
Reaching for the winking star
The horse glides over the snow
And the call is echoed over far
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Oh, the glory of the charge!
Man and horse to battle
Never an army too large
To stand in their way
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I am very still
But not the world around me
This land quivers,
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In the shadows of the evening
Against the cloud-streaked sky
The geese glide above the trees.
Between the darkening hills,
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He leaps and bounds
Like none other
Full of splendor and grace
No other will achieve
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