Is the bold sunset reflected in the
pond or is it the water that sets
the sky ablaze? Does the wind move
the branches or is it the leaves
that sweep the air along? Is it the
moon that calls out a rush of night
hunters or a wild coyote chorus that
sparks light in the midnight sky? The
natural world draws us close to charm
us, inviting us to wander too close
to the misty edge, where gravity goes
loose just as the air breathes us in.
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Anna Blake at Infinity Farm
Horse Advocate, Author, Speaker, Equine Pro
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Wow Beautiful! …..muted lunar song, love it.
Thanks for your time reading… you must love the moon, too.
You sure write purdy, Anna…Your “pichas” are purdy too!
Thanks for both…
‘bliged to ya.
The photo is wonderful. Your poem provokes thoughtfulness. I enjoyed the use of juxtaposition. It rings with truth.
Thank you, LuAnne.
Simply lovely.
Thanks, Shannon, for reading it.
Sunrise. Always makes me stop..look..feel..wonder. Thank you Anna.
It’s like a hook, isn’t it? Thanks, Deb.
Lovely post.
Thank you for visiting, Rupali.
Beautiful and peaceful!
Thank you, Beth.
I found this and thought it might be of interest to you. http://horse.co.za/effects-training-hard-soon/
Thanks, Helga-Liz. It’s a good list and suspensory injuries are heart-breaking for horses and humans.