Flying horses you say, 'Today? '
Yes, flying horses far up and away.
Streams of black & golden tails
neck-breaking gallops without any rails
On the dew of clouds they fly
sounding forth a thundering sky.
This is where thunder rules
and not a realm for any fool.
Minnesota Horse Training Academy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really good poem. Liked it. A good write. May i invite you to read my poem called, Shadows of the past.