HORSE, SKYWARDS,/ LEAPS OUT OF ITSELF LIKE A WORLDLESS/ FACT Poem by Inger Elisabeth Hansen

The horses must stand whole
The horses must stand whole in the forest
The horses must stand whole over there in the forest and wait
With brimful lips lowered the horses must wait over there
The horses must wait where the trees may stand
Where the fount renews itself the horses must stand whole
The horses have had the sense to make their way here
For horses who are whole there is a forest over there
for horses who are whole there are large trees
There is cover for horses who have brought everything along
Horses who have brought along brimful lips to lower
Horses who have brought along their eyes to where there's a fount
There is cover for horses who have saved their hide
For horses who have a hide filled with horse
Over there the horses can wait brimful of horse
Earthfacing, with hooves down, with their head fully lowered
With their head rendered towards the earth they can eat, they can drink
They can fill themselves with exact delimited horse
In their hide, whole, the horses must stand whole

Not leap out of themselves like a worldless fact.