Sunday, 19 August 2012

Our Dark Prince.










Silky feel good mane
so flowing
 its message
 so rich
and
 so clear.
Like a handful
of sleeky
long
glistening dark mane strands.
Hooves pounding
in almost clockwork fashion.
The pounding beat
so full as if a message
from
 the Wilderness Echo.
The dry plains spanning out as  in
drought like greetings.
The great
 hooves
 sending a message
to erase
hurt
pain
grief
and to replace
each void
with
laughter,
happiness,
love
 and
care.
A flow of
 longing
and
creating
which moves
 us all
to pastures new.

The barren land
welcomed
with a tone with
effortlessly
spills out
onto grease healthy lands.
Hooves now in persistent
beats.
Now drumming
with a clear beat
 enters our being;
advancing richly
 into
 a song of our hearts.
Learning lessons
 so great
and also
so
awesome.

To be enticed by a mode so
 enticing
 and
 inspirational.

Flowing
 into the lands
of the seas ;
A powerful being
almost
 flying
flowing
through ;
salty sprays
merge the sea air
flowing into the
 inviting
craving
warmth
in each
true heart !!
As we  run and run
onwards
admitting
and
accepting
each moment
 in a day day.
The path now clear;
so smoother each step .
Each day
 so positive
 will also
 be
 without a doubt
 a tale of victory.












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Muscles a-rippling
Owning that masterful stance
A concealed power.

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