As a child horses symbolized freedom to me. The wind seemed to blow all worries and problems away until there was nothing left inside except a feeling of exhilaration and enjoyment. Thinking of this I recall writing a poem – from a horses’ point of view. I found the poem and wanted to share it with you. It brings back memories of a time when life was carefree and problems easily solved thanks to my horse.
I love the feel of the wind, whistling through my mane.
I love the sound of my hooves, go pounding down the lane.
I love the feeling of freedom, that only my heart must know.
I love the call of the wild, this feeling I must show.
On a high mountain crag, in a valley so low.
No man on earth can catch me. The whole world I show.
The last rays of sunlight, sink over the deserted sands.
I’ll take my very last gallop, over across the lands.