Foggy morning
The horses sense the storm
They know something is about to transform
The atmosphere is heavy and warm

They seem lost
While the sky is changing its moods above them
The grass and piles of hay dance by the rhythm
Of the wind blowing

Now the rain is torrential
The horses run disoriented to find a shelter
Their furs soaked in water shine
Inside the barn they confine

The thunder plays a symphony of drums
Then a shake in the ground comes
Lightning ... so frightening

Then little by little
The calm is restored
The fields are energized
By the discharge of life they got
The horses leave the barn distraught
But as soon as the rainbow shows
Whatever discomfort
Finally forever goes...


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