I come to the horses,
to the place I’ve found deep within me

an unconfined gravity runs open and touchable
sensitive, sensible, unconditional

words and thoughts project essential light
no language audible, yet we make plans
logic in movement, of sound

nothing takes the place of this place, nothing lives anywhere else
we are rare, immutable, complete

and then we part, taking from each other, giving to each other
going home

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