zondag 12 juni 2016

The Horseman of the Night

He’s back,
the horseman of the night,
I hear the beating of my heart
on the rhythm of his hasty gallop.

Will he stop tonight
in my town or will he wait
until I fall asleep, so weary
and forget his name.

Do I hear in the wind
his silent laughter,
while he whispers softly:
oh, child of men,
there is no escape.

Don’t bother,
I’ll find you,
even in your dreams.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

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