These sins committed [underfoot]

A picture of a wild horse in snow-laden landscape.  A request to write what comes to mind.

Here it is:

I wish

I felt

I wounded wind

No longer.

If only

I could reverse

The sins committed.

But nature has

Cultured me

Out of that time.

I can never now reverse

Those sad and

Broken rhymes.

Ripped

Like music 

In clouds of silver: 

Asunder and yet

Trampled

Too 

Under awful foot and hoof.

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