Beautiful Harridan – at last
unneeded mother turned out -
who would have guessed
she would be galloping toward her wisdom -
liberated at last to
tame – or no,
to claim,
the wild soul of the world,
riding bareback
with one layer of Levi blue separating her from
one thousand pounds of Azure mare,
one, at last, with her childhood dream;
or standing shoulder to shoulder
with this Appaloosa
her cheek and all that is in her longing to be free
pressed
lovingly,
at last
against
hair and sinew and muscle and this Life Force
who now leans around a beautiful head
just enough to enfold her
and hold her
in perfect union.
