Night Visitor

Tonight I saw the wind
Darkly through my pane,
Pawing at the leaves,
Trampling far and wide
Roots, trunks, and boughs of trees.
I saw him in my pane
Jet black with startling mane
A horse I could not ride.

© Alice Park 1991
Published in The Lyric Volume 71, Number 4, Fall 1991

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