Transcendent Rider

Transcendent Rider

Rolling, rising, fog is climbing, over hilltops,
forest blanket, blowing upward to the sky.
Flowing clouds are driven upslope, peaking, cresting, and then they are falling, clouds are gravity’s prisoner, too.
Slipping downward, ever faster, water’s sliding, creek or fog bank.
Streaming, crashing down through forest, here is Rider in the current.
Clouds are rushing, capes and tresses, bouncing, flowing, stallion’s steps.
Up once more to distant hilltops, pounding, climbing, flowing further, cresting peak, then slide again.
Horseman’s diving, leathers follow, reins are ribbons in the eddies.
Fabric flowing, saddle’s blankets, wind blown prisoners, following, chasing changing cloud's shape.
Image fading, coming, going, mist is rider, hooves for gusts and visions fading.
Rising, falling, down the hillside, misty stallion, rider’s fading, rippling cape off in the clouds.
Over hilltop, down the gullies,transcendent rider, descending the canyon, heading home again to sea.
Gravity’s prisoner, mist or current, Mother beckons, sea is anchor.