A Blessing

Date: 2006Composer: Lori LaitmanText: James WrightSong Collection: River of Horses

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Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota

Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.

And the eyes of those two Indian Ponies Darken with kindness.

They have come gladly out of the willows To welcome my friend and me.

We step over the barbed wire into the pasture

Where they have been grazing all day, alone.

They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness

That we have come.

They bow shyly as wet swans.

They love each other. There is no loneliness like theirs.

They love each other.

There is no loneliness like theirs.

At home once more,

They begin munching the youth tufts of spring in the darkness.

I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,

For she has walked over to me

And nuzzled my left hand.

She is black and white,

Her mane falls wild on her forehead,

And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear

That is as delicate as the skin over a girls wrist.

Suddenly I realize

That if I stepped out, out of my body I would break

Into blossom.


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