Petals,
Flotaing gently,
across the meadow,
galloping through the grass,
sending a neigh across the,
land.

Whispers,
gentle cries of love,
soft cries of strength,
loving the breexe it produces across the,
skies.

Clangs,
made from a fallen bridle,
freeing the horse,
of his chains,
holding on to the,
freedom.