Out of the desert
I saw them come thundering by
wild, unconfined horses
with hooves glittering in the sun,
bodies muscled as if created
by a god,
heads held high
as if watching the sky,
manes unkempt, but swept back
and lifted swishing streaming tails
by the speed of their run.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i thought of a leviathan from this poem.... anyway it doesn't matter.... nice write!