Dark Horse

Dazzling daylight scattered accross the
     desert sky.
Running swiftly now as dark as the night
     she is.
Through caves, up desert hills, calm as
     the mountains high.

The wind so soft, accusing the night
     of dew.
Dark falls on daylight, darkening the
     desert's beauty.
Bright stars give us light, how beautiful
     the few.

All calm now as she splaces herselft
     at rest.
No movement, just dreams and deep
     scattered thought.
No critters in the night puts the dark horse
     to the test.