The Most Radiant Steed Poem by Thomas James Martin

For Nancy, a childhood playmate who passionately loved horses,


He reared up suddenly on the hill,
The most radiant horse I had ever seen,
Splashing down the stream to drink his fill,
I watched in wonder his coal-black sheen.
O I should ride him into the evening sun,
He would carry me like a flower on his back,
Forever riding, never ceasing his run,
Riding forever in the moon's silver track.
Riding this stallion in his prideful might,
Under the shining moon we climb,
Ascending forever into the starry night,
Rising together, breathless in time.
Under the shining moon we climb,
Ascending forever into the starry night.

Oh, I love you so much my arrogant steed,
I love you so much in my own sweet need.