a moment of the breeze

[fledgist]

there's nothing here that will escape the fire
sunlight on leaves is pleasant but not all
nor does the forest truly form a hall

trappings of memory and of desire
combine to make the image we recall
there's nothing here that will escape the fire

wise horse draws force from both its dam and sire
not at all headstrong and in grace not small
we hear its laughter from the evening stall