creatures of the wind

Strong legs carrying me

long black mane

flying

in the storm.

your muscles contracting

underneath me

you’re nickering with joy

as we fly up the long, grassy hill.

Out here, there’s only you 

and me - an unit

Running, breathing, escaping

together as one.

Your body listens

to my mere thoughts

urging you on,

going faster still.

This is freedom.

This is living.

This is independence.

Only the winds are faster.

Happiness

is right here.

free

from everything else.

You and me:

Part of nature,

part of the winds.

Galloping -

into liberty.

 - inspired by my beloved little Annie -