Look at it’s size,tiny yet big,
it has no muscles,
the beautiful butterfly has no muscles,
how is a horse it’s son?
an animal that gallops in the scorching son!
who is the father?
a tiny mother,a humongous son,
it swallows saliva but breathes fire,
a beautiful mother with an ugly child,
colors that brighten on the touch of the sunrays,
floats in the air defying gravity,
makes no sound when around,
but look at the horse! strong with fur!
sensitive to danger,and breathes fire,
listen to the noise, what a horrifying voice,
it jumps high without wings,
can do wonders,talked to and listens,
it’s the husky voice that brings laughs to it’s mother,
joy not sorrow,
fix not break,
the trees also listen but talk to themselves because they are wise,
it’s a relationship worth saving,let no other animal ruin it.
Dark hands 