I saw a girl on a horse, once
Her hair was a heavy steel gray, and then red, and then black
She moved the animals ahead of her, and they moved because she wanted them to move, and there was no force in it, only wanting
She was old, and her touch held such wisdom that it put babies to sleep, but she was young and rode wildly and she rode fast, or maybe she rode in her own time, ripely
All around her was the color of pebbles,
She could smell water
And sometimes no one could find her at all
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Sometimes I feel old and young at the same time, or both wild and tame. I wish I had magic abilities, and sometimes I feel unknowable. For a moment, I felt all these things at once, and that is how this piece came to me - all at once, in a moment.