The sonnet celebrates the exquisite beauty of a horse crafted by Jesus, depicted through rich imagery. Its golden mane flows like dawn’s fire, its twilight-hued coat shimmers with heavenly dew, and sapphire veins pulse with life. The horse’s hooves blend thunder and gentleness, while its deep, starlit eyes reflect Christ’s eternal light. A divine creation, it embodies Jesus’ love and artistry, standing as a vision of grace and splendor.

From Jesus’ palms, a steed of splendor springs,
Its mane a cascade, molten gold aflame,
Each strand a thread of dawn the morning sings,
A silken fire no mortal hand could tame.
Its coat, a tapestry of twilight’s hue,
Gleams soft as velvet kissed by heaven’s dew,
Through veins like rivers, sapphire pulses brew,
A living hymn to grace forever new.
Hooves carve the air with strokes of thunder’s art,
Yet gentle as the mist on lilies lies,
Eyes deep as seas where stars and shadows part,
Reflect the light of Him who never dies.
So stands this horse, a vision wrought above,
A sculpted dream of Jesus’ boundless love.