Gallop, faster then the wind,
Eat up the land with the multitudes of your strides,
Feet flying over earth and seas, raise your head high,
Let your mane fly, equestrian son of a god,
Many hoofed fiend of fury, offspring of
The father of hell, ride
Like time, like the unstoppable forces of fate
That dictate the universe,
Ride towards Ragnarok and the end of all things,
Let your many feet fly, across the universe,
To the unstoppable,
Until you’re free.
❤ This imagery. Beautiful.
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Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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Wow. I loved this poem, darling. The words are just amazing.
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Aw thank you! Glad you liked it 🙂
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