Ceremonial
The moon flashes on his finger.
As he mounts,
He shakes the glitter from his robe:
Stars drift down.
And
then,
With graceful gallop,
With the medallion sun softly swinging
In time to roaring hooves,
God is riding horseback.
(c) 2008 J.J. Jackson Jr.
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oh I like that one...
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