The Ride

The Breeze blowing in her hair, flying up and down as smooth as a pebbled rock. A slow counter, reins hanging in perfect sync.

Gracefully dancing while the black mane shines from the sunlight above. Knowing together we are as one, she then enters the ring.

The dancing speeds to high flight. The ability to know what each other is thinking.

Time stands still in that moment of excitement, capturing a glance of freedom. All her senses are heightened. Digging down deep in the sand, the ground shakes, as we ride to fly.

Joyful and happiness surrounds her. Holding on for life, we ride as one for eternity.