As each foot falls beneath his steady steed,
The earth echoes with the drumming of hooves.
Their flight is bound yet boundless is their speed,
For their feet leave the ground yet find the grooves,
Of the world below while in midst of flight.
Through trails of trouble or drinking daze,
His horse leads him surely through every night,
Man never asking why horse never strays.
Until one solemn night, the man had said,
“Smart creature, why do you never leave me?
You possess great strength and knowledge in head,
Yet you do not run, and you never flee.”
The horse replied with a toss of his mane,
“You gave me your trust, it was not in vain.”