The Horse and Rider, Louise Glück
Once there was a horse, and on the horse there was a rider. How handsome
they looked in the autumn sunlight, approaching a strange city! People
thronged the streets or called from the high windows. Old women sat
among flowerpots. But when you looked about for another horse or another
rider, you looked in vain. My friend, said the animal, why not abandon
me? Alone, you can find your way here. But to abandon you, said the
other, would be to leave a part of myself behind, and how can I do that
when I do not know which part you are?