White Horse

Like a spark in the darkness
Or a flash in the night,
The white horse appears beneath glowing moonlight.

Steady in speed with bold reserve,
Her wild hooves assault the earth.
Solid in form with mane flowing silver,
Bounding with grace over hurdles before her.
Against the shadows escaping eyesight
Can only the white horse be seen by the light.

by Garret Woo

7/13/2019

Past, Present and Future

It is wise to learn from the past
But realize it can’t be changed.
The present holds all we’ve not yet lost
Though its flow can’t be staved:
A moment so brief it can’t be measured,
Like a spark pushing past and future together.
The future dances in the wind
As the wheel of time continues to spin.

by Garret Woo

3/26/2019

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