Somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
~Stanley Harrison
My horse's feet are as swift as rolling thunder
He carries me away from all my fears
And when the world threatens to fall asunder
His mane is there to wipe away my tears.
~Bonnie Lewis
And Allah took a handful of southerly wind, blew His breath over it, and created the horse.... Thou shall fly without wings, and conquer without any sword. Oh, horse. ~Bedouin Legend
Because I'm incapable of saying it any better. Godspeed, old mama horse. Thank you for every minute of every second wherein I derived pleasure from brushing you, from leaning into your neck and breathing in the scent of you, from twisting my fingers in your mane. Thank you for every warm whuff of breath as you checked my pockets for treats. Thank you for all the times my cares melted away in hours spent with you.
