In the company of horses
we can ride the plains of love
Seeking the one enthralling vista
where misted mountains
hug chilled and pristine lakes
Or in mundane moments
we can ride the dusty trail
past the old abandoned well
…………………………………………….
On a steed of strength and power
allowing free rein
We can experience the wildness
as we can gallop through unknown terrain
Twisting and straddling endless ruts
on tiny forgotten dirt roads
for miles and miles and miles
It was easy to believe
that civilization would
never be found again
Then upon a distinguished turning
into a narrow valley green
with sky so close it could be touched
and a meadow so green it almost hurt
Thereupon, a pounding, rollicking herd
of ghostly mustangs flew across
A vision of wild, taking breath with them
Sun came romping out
so it must be tomorrow
Let’s once again lean back
and zap scuttling clouds
With thoughts of rabbits
and galloping horses
(the child’s game for serious adults)
• • •
Like islands in the sky
equines cavorting in the wind
let’s ride our ponies
Our hearts beating
like hooves of our steeds
on misty ground
over wild and untold heights
Miles and miles
hours and hours
bumping along dusty dirt roads
When we came upon
lush meadow vast and green
And suddenly a-pounding
a rush of Spirit
There came a huge herd
Manes dancing
tails flying
as they took our breath away
Over in the meadow
where the horses play
and those tiny yellow blossoms
bloom like wildfire
The verdant earth
and the turquoise sky
all join forces to provide
a visceral feast for my eyes
Ah! Life is rich!
