Caramel and blond, a mare as
beautiful as she is wildly alert
to every sound, brittle bravado
searching for control where
there is none. Not naive, she
knows danger lurks. Another
mare might resign herself to
the unknown, holding herself
deep within but the golden mare
cannot. Exhausted adrenaline, if only
it was safe. If only she could allow
her predator to become her protector.
…
This tugs at my heart. Thank you!
Mine, too. Every time. Thanks, Celeste
Beautiful.
Thanks, Chris
If only…….. powerful words.
If only it were up to us…
beautiful and the picture speaks volumes.
Thank you… you recognize it, too.
Had a very visceral reaction to this powerful poem. Peace. I wish for peace.
It’s up to her… such strong individualists… but me too, Deb.
I believe in her. I believe she will make it. She has already come so far. She Has All The Time She Needs.
I believe in both of you…