There was a black sky brighten the legs,
and he could not merge with the darkness.
That evening near our fire
we saw a black horse.
I do not remember anything blacker.
coal, were his feet.
He was as black, as night, emptiness.
He was as black mane to tail off.
But black is another really was
his back,not knowing the saddle.
He stood motionless. It seemed asleep.
Bogey black hoof it.