The poetic city: “Riding the Winged Horse”


The magic of horses that fly. (Photo: Pexels)

“Riding the Winged Horse”
He emerged out of a moment 
     of desperate yearning for
     the exceptional. 
Without warning he unfurled
    his wings and took over the 
Dumbfounded and relieved 
    by the magnitude of his
I was free of the burden 
    to be other than I am,
And willing to go wherever 
    he would take me.
Reece Burka


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