Flesh to my Master

Flesh to my Master

By Roberta Angela Dee

I and the sun, clouds, thunder and wind,
Love this day my run begins.
I am stallion. No. I am pony,
Giving flesh to the breeze
Giving flesh to the sky.

I and the earth, mud, rocks and stones,
Love my pretty lady hoofs
And freely roam. Yes. I am pony,
Giving flesh to the grass,
Giving flesh to the plains.

I and the trees, bushes, plants and vines,
Love my pretty pony tail.
I am a beetle. No. I am pony,
Giving flesh to the roses,
Giving flesh to the daisies.

I and the water, rain, water hole and streams,
Love my cinching pony corset.
I am a lady. Yes! I am a pony,
Giving flesh to the pasture,
Giving flesh to my Master.