I saw a child who could not walk,
sit on a horse, laugh and talk.
Then ride it through a field of daisies
And yet he could not walk unaided.
I saw a child, no legs below,
sit on a horse and make it go
through woods of green and places he had never been
to sit and stare, except for a chair.
I saw a child who could only crawl,
mount a horse and sit up tall;
then put it through a degree of paces
and laugh a the wonder in our faces.
I saw a child born into strife,
take up and hold the reins of life.
And that same child, was heard to say,
thank God for showing me the way.....
My heart is a wild horse.
If I rein her too hard
she fades beneath me
gives me none of her strength.
If I let her run free
I am lost in dark lands.
I approach her slowly.
She takes my scent.
I curry her with sweet grasses,
and I lean against her.
we race across the plain
straight up the mountain
and leap into the sun.
The smell of hay and the stable hound,
The clatter of hooves on the tarmac ground.
The creak of leather supple in the loft,
The neigh of contentment,
The whining of fright,
The variety of weight, cob, heavy or light,
The color of horses,
Chestnut , white, black, or bay,
The turning out of ponies after along hard day,
The munching of food, barely, bran, hay and oats,
The pricking ears and the shinning coats,
The sucking of water from the trough so cool,
All these things you find in a RIDING SCHOOL.
Out on the prairie the wild horses roam,
Majestic and gallant, so wondrously free,
Alert and aware, they paw the wild grass,
Awesome and gentle, a marvel to see.
Ears peaked, nostrils flared, a new scent in the air,
From out of nowhere a rogue does appear,
Silent and wary, the lead stallion takes care,
Snorting and rearing, can't let him get near.
The rogue is fearful, but he makes a stand,
The lead stallion chases, ready to fight,
He nips the hindquarters of the haughty upstart,
With bravado gone, the rogue takes flight.
The lead stallion triumphantly returns to his mares,
For now, at least, he remains the best,
But it's only a matter of time, this he knows,
Til his reign is usurped and he loses the quest.