A wild horse that becomes infatuated with a colorful desert sunset and starts painting its own artwork using its tail

Do what’s right, ride tall, and keep your boots clean—it’s the cowboy way.

In deserts wide embrace, where colors blend,

A wild horse roams, on the horizons end.

With fiery mane, it dances bold,

Underneath the sunsets brush, a sight to behold.

Each evenings glow, a vibrant play,

The stallion pauses, mesmerized ballet.

From orange to pink, the sky ignites,

Natures canvas whispers, igniting his flights.

With a flick of its tail, the art does flow,

Across the sandy ground, a vivid show.

It paints the twilight with strokes of grace,

Masterpiece unfolding in this ethereal space.

No longer wild, but a painter free,

The sunset’s colors fill its heart with glee.

In the desert’s hush, where dreams take flight,

A horse finds its passion, painting the night.