1. A bright-bay, flicking-off the tent ropes, playfully prancing,
Swaying tipsily with pride, like a wine-filled flask,

2. With ears pricked forward, you’d think him charged to stealthily eavesdrop,
I rode him one night, traveling on him like stars overtaking planets,

3. When I launched arrows over his withers,
They slid over his shoulders and landed by his ankles.