Horse Shadow

the grey horse grazed across a hill
in shifting cloud-shadows and dappled sunshine
hard hooves among stones and grass
the grey horse moved over granite
like slow water over gravel
the lines of its legs were song-shining ripples
the grey horse on the green hill
cast a crippled shadow in the westering sun

Beloved, I have been neglectful
but not unfaithful. The soul remembers
what the laboring flesh forgets.
Under a blossoming magnolia at dawn
I call Your name into the echoing
halls of time. Memory is crippled
by the weight of a body. It's
a horse-shadow limping out of sight.

--for Read Write Poem's "hinge" prompt.

As described in the prompt, the "hinge" would fall between the stanzas, but I think it's much more effective if it comes at the end, surprising the reader by linking what had appeared to be two unrelated ideas. But possibly the "hinge" idea is derived from the "volta" or turn in a sonnet, which is supposed to come slightly more than halfway through the poem.
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