Man in a landscape

Bird:

You want something?

You expect something?

You believe that whip gives you

some kind of dominion?

Horse:

He likes to think he knows,

he doesnt even question,

he plaits his beard

and orders others to plait my mane,

to show he is not afraid of time.

Tree:

Does he notice how

my shade moves,

a daily ellipse.

Rocks:

Does he notice how

the wind drives me to sand,

even me?