Their thundering hooves

Shaking the earth beneath me

As mustangs run by.

The lope of the wolf

Covering miles in a day

Keeps it from all men.

The tinkling stream

Seems to laugh as it rushes

By to the ocean.

Night fall over me

And brings my nightmares to life

Until the sun comes.

Music has a soul

That’s comprised of all dreamers’

Mere imaginings.