Horses fly without wings
and conquer without swords.
Bedouin Proverb
Archive for May, 2010
Touching Energy
2010
05.16
05.16
A beautiful summer day,
The crop fields spread through the land like there’s no end,
Peaceful, wind brushing through the tree’s,
Suddenly a rush of energy springs through the field,
Their winnies are a sound of freedom,
Mounting my horse we gallop through the wind as one,
Moving through the crops as one,
Both of us together is like touching pure energy
HORSES
2010
05.07
05.07
Horses…if God made anything more beautiful,
He kept it for Himself.
Author Unknown
