Ivy Schex - The Call

Head up, neck outstretched
Reaching for the winking star
The horse glides over the snow
And the call is echoed over far

The call of running in the moonlight
Of whispering through the trees
The cry of all the shifting shadows
And galloping with the breeze

Ivy Schex

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