The Horse

An impressive blackness stood behind the stable's walls,
looking tensely in my eyes,
waiting for some other tries,
to disclose his secrets and answer truly his soul's calls.

The noble's neigh was different from all I heard before,
as if he knew wondrous places,
and tried to tell the first traces,
to these hidden spaces where I would feel his soul's core.

I started feeling carefully the ways his temper took,
and followed even pathless roads,
deciphered well his covered codes,
I saw his soul after he touched mine with a gentle look.