Mares

"I had this strange dream last night
I caught two mares with a rope
two gorgeous red mares
and I rode them in the knee high grass until
one of them ran away
Than, the one I was riding
It turned into a girl, beautiful as a goddess.
But I left her - I’m not sure why
and all night long
I’ve been chasing the other one, who ran away. "

K?ny?di (hungarian poet 1929- )