A Splendid Horse

May 18, 2014

A Splendid Horse

{for Kyrie}

Look at his mane, like a chestnut flame,

Like a chestnut flame of glory!

It’s streaming out from his graceful neck

Like that of a steed in a story.

His eyes are quick and full of all tricks

That endear him to master and rider.

His cheeks, and neck, and coat, and legs

Are the color of sweet apple cider.

His blaze so bright, like the stars at night,

Cascades like milk to his nose.

His nostrils flair as if from a scare,

The color as scarlet rose.

His neat white socks, the color of phlox,

Are held up without a garter.

His great energy, so amazing to see!,
All who see him fairly marvel.

Though such a beast gives eyes quite a feast,

We know he’s a vain thing for safety.

Do this we must: in a horse never trust,

But in God Who through life keeps us safely.