Trotting in,
the darkness is carried on the back of
one black horse.

All the faces of the world, float on
black behind this
steed of darkness.

On the opposite side,
all the light is carried on the back of
one white horse.

Eyes blue with the water of the
Earth,
and
behind her, endless bows of lace.
And the whiteness clearly
is not confused about
being all the colors.

And all reflections.

You stand in the middle.
Look to both sides,
who do you see?
Do you need a mirror
to tell you
to yourself?