ponies

"here you will find an apple
grove to welcome you and upon the altars
frankincese fuming
here ice water bubbles among the apple
branches, the musk roses have overshadowed
all this ground and out of the flickering leafage
settles entrancement.

there are meadows too, where the horses graze kneee
deep in flowers, yes, and the breezes blow here
honey sweet and softer...

- sappho