SADDLE

Unlock the door
of living gate
As the traveller nears
to take you There
Hoofing its sound
with perfect foot
and big black horns
Riding a definite chance
to haul you
On bison's back

Take it easy
your life's price
that its market is open
Up there
In the skies

Unlock the door
with no remorse as such
As those living here
will be born There
Playing the sound of stillness
Roaming with clouds
Feasting thunder with silvery spoons
Mountains of crowns
And daisy dawn
with night queen

Take it easy
your life is safe
that once born
you bask an eternal glory
As you depart yourself seated
Comfortably on the saddle