The Stalloin's Breath
From the high peak he comes
Like a shadow in the night
Taking the stars his coat does shine
Revealing the moon in his eye
From that eye is a fire
Of dancing beauty, of dancing sea
His nostrils are wide as they flare
Coming forth a breath of might
From his chest comes his neigh
Frightening as thunder,
Piercing the wind
His hooves are that of iron
With thundering swift pace
Muscles of steel deeply carved
Exults their strength rolling stride