Black rooster

 I was pulled away in a cart.
Nearing the top of winara hill.
I found myself drifting over the grass.
Being followed by curious black rooster.

Over an ocean of grass below.
And a sky dangerously blue and cloudless.
The only moving thing beside myself and my haycart,
was this black rooster.

It kept up with the cart.
It could have easily been the seed head on the hay.
But the animal wasn't pecking
It just kept walking toward me.

Keeping up with the pace of the donkey.
It's feathers were noble.
It's dimensions were regal.
I kept my eyes on that rooster.

Did it somehow belong to me?
What power did it represent?