The Sound of Hoof Beats
She said she heard
the sound of hoof
beats thundering on a
sandy shore, waves rolling
in the background, their
hooves in syncopated rhythm
kicking up foam in
their wake. Then silently
her spirit lifted from
its earthen cage, settled
on the back of a
golden palomino and
she rode into wind,
into night, stars swaying
and blinking in harmony.
‘Hoof beats pounding,’ the
last thing she said
as she left us
standing on the shore.
