Wild horses with red hair
like the ground they firmly step on
in primal cascades…
…seek the minerals,
for only returning
to the essences to feed on them
can they be saved from domestication,
from the chain, from death.
You see them at night on the mountains,
if you’re not vigilant,
you hear them if you cry,
you feel them if you laugh,
you join them if you die.

2nd of July 2003.