Finding Comfort on the Back of a Horse
There are times
When the vast emptiness
Of the prairie
Reflects a hollowness
I feel inside.
When the sound
Of the wind
Echoes in the vacant
Chambers of my heart.
There have been times
When I have sought
Solitude,
Longing for the gentle peace
Of the quiet land,
But sometimes
The silence overpowers me.
I seek comfort
In the saddle,
Feeling the harmony
That can only be found
On the back of a horse,
My spirit matching
The rhythm,
Of the hushed beat
Of her hooves
As Rose dances
Across the prairie.
Her spirit
Speaks to mine,
Setting me free
From the shackles
Of loneliness
And self-doubt.
On the back
Of a horse,
My wounded spirit
Finds shelter
From my inner tempests.
(Published in MAZ: Muse Arts Zine,( May 2013)
