Seeing the light

On the carriageway out of the castle
about halfway down, the tunnel bends sharply.
They told us that a dray horse,
poorly schooled in perspective,
would find it hard to believe that
the tight, bright portal at the end of the driveway
would admit its escape.
Poor, simple soul, it would rather trust
blank walls and blind corners
than see light at the end of the tunnel.

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One Response to Seeing the light

  1. redgladiola says:

    Wow. I love the allegory here. Sometimes, we are that horse.

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