Five Linked Songs and a Haiku

Far ranging bay mare,
dream provocature,
resolute turtle waker,

In my dream you said,
"We are not born yet."
Shadows kissing in the dark.

I awake alone,
full wolf moon above,
dream clouds shadow my eyelids.

Hoofbeats shout power
to my waking ears;
Rain, beating on my window.

Slow as the turtle,
light fills up my mind,
dawn spreads through the clouds of night.

Wet streets and moonlight,
silence, and my beating heart,
drink the wine of love.