Primacy of Life

A sense of shadowy, suggestive beauty
Just a hint, a tease, a toss
of her light-colored mane
and the mare attracted
every eye unto itself

just by meandering across the meadow
or trotting down the lane
where people moved aside
to let it pass in its unspoken air
of grandeur and of mystery

for there, within its eyes
all the wildness of primacy
glinted from an inner light and life
inspired by magnificence of being
uniquely moving through the atmosphere

yet too, somehow contained
even as its mane would flow and change
within the passing wind of its arousal
naturally, without a thought
it simply moved

and in moving, thus improved
all that beheld
its sense of secret
yet suggestive beauty
born within its primacy of life . . .


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