In what Elysian field …

In what Elysian field do you now graze,

heavenly steed?

Was I once fearless, freed of myself and time;

freed from restraint?

Did I not look before I leapt –

galloping around an old race-track;

reckless, windswept –

trusting the spirit of an ex-racehorse

to outrun the powers of Fate?

Did some dim memory of a centaur’s bond

precipitate that headlong course?

Chiron, your lesson I now recall

when upon your noble back

I was at one with your flying hooves

and the rushing earth flung upward and stinging;

at one with the crack of the brushwood fence

and the springy turf springing.

You carried me beyond myself,

freed from the manacles of caution

to a higher plane above;

now in retrospect , I know it was a foretaste of that transcendence,

that unfettering of the soul; the exhilarating grace of love .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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6 Responses to In what Elysian field …

  1. God this is beautiful. May you love many things and beings, so that all may be sung in such high tones.

  2. didacuscorner says:

    Good afternoon, witty Cornish Poetess, escaped from perils of sea, for attacking with a such beginning… and a such poem…Your ‘heavenly steed’ may have been reincarnated as a young man and perhaps he lives ‘aux Champs Elisées’…

  3. atomsofstars says:

    Bon soir, Didacus …. merci beaucoup. C’est une nouvelle idée 🙂

  4. Shermeen says:

    Magic. You weave magic with your poetry!

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