No Poems, Just this Dream Fragment

Driving down a two-lane highway in the country in the rain, everything lush and green, I realized I was going the wrong way and needed to turn around. I turned left into a rough driveway and saw a gray horse ahead. Not wanting to scare it, I stopped and began backing up to turn around. The horse suddenly surged forward, thundered onto the hood of my car, (a sound I can still hear) and launched itself into the passenger seat through the windshield, where the glass had mysteriously disappeared. Flailing hooves and the knowledge that the horse was definitely angry and threatening forced me awake.