Leaves are falling with the rain.
Darkness is upon us once again.
Hooves splashing through the mud
Dance with sycamore colours,
They are no longer flesh or blood
But the shape of time’s procession
Riding shadowed through the rain.
Darkness is upon us once again.
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The advancing darkness is proving challenging to me.
Love how the hooves seem those of ghost horses….suggesting the wild hunt. Very subtle…..Charlotte