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The Magic Beauty of a Horse, a Guardian, a Savior
There's a mystifying light.
There is a feeling-- I sense it,
Hunting in the air
For my presence,
Trying to swallow me up whole
Only to allow my survival.
I smell melodies and beauty,
Wonders and blessings.
I hear a beating against the ground,
Thick hair grasped in my hands,
A relieved sigh escapes worried lips.
Blurs surround the wind
In my hair.
Life stops short, time is gone.
For a moment,
There is nothing.
Nothing but the grey body below me,
Silently moving to a beat,
A rhythm,
A dance.
One I comply to.
Sadness, where have you gone?
Anger, madness, cruel thoughts...
You've escaped my twisting mind
And have left me with nothing
But bliss.
As the dance goes on, I cry.
Not tears of sorrow or mourning.
Drops of joy and harmony are shed,
Trickling down my rosy cheeks.
The warmth of his dappled fur,
Growing heart,
Fills my limbs and swells inside.
I feel... Love. Only love.
Love.
I lean down on the galloping figure
And leave a kiss along his neck,
Twisting my fingers in his mane.
A snort greets my ears,
Allowing my lips to spread
Cheek to cheek.
Love.
We move as one,
One being,
One heart,
One soul.
The crude emotions I once had
Of hatred and destruction are gone.
Vanished in thin air,
Picked up by this beautiful creature
And thrown across the sky.
I watch as the sky spews black and blue,
Painting these emotions through the stars.
They are gone,
I can love.
Love. It's an enchanting sentiment,
An instinct,
A way to survive
In a world full of judging.
Together, this spirit of silver and
I can overcome what once haunted me,
And allow me to love once more.
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For the longest time I could never find anything to help me becoming happy again and my health was deteriorating fast. Eventually I found something that saved me. Horse riding. I fell in love with the horses, one become especially close to me and I formed a bond with that horse, a trusting relationship. I became especially fond of him and I honestly don't think there will ever be a way I can repay him. He's a form of beauty and magic I can't begin to describe. Tucker saved me and for that I am forever grateful.