A dream of fantastic galloping horses



Three hundred …………



White, brown, scarlet, crimson



colours innumerable



Of  varied  tails



long, short, thin-tailed



of unusual sizes……..



Amidst  the cloud



flying, steadily,



ascending the heights



one cloud over the other,



against  the  backdrop of a



clear, blue, starry-night sky.



Flying above……….Far above



fluttering the wings,



restless



in a soft, sweet motion



All of them flew



in solemn, silent perfection,



unto eternal distance………..



Where ? Destination? !



Where doth these Pegasus fly ?



These winged horses………



Tell me !



Which is my dream horse ? ..............

                      ---- Ramesh  Iyengar