Friday, March 6, 2009

Breaking a Horse

Hooves stutter
Hide flashes
Muscles quiver
Bodies soar
Leather creaks
unwilling to let to let go
Skin glows
as it meets the sun
The breaking process
has begun

Freedom Is

Freedom is
Our flag flying high
Freedom is
Liberty standing tall
Freedom is
what we fight for
Freedom is
what so many have fallen to protect

To Ride

To ride
is to feel a freedom unlike any other
To ride
is to feel the wind and imagine that you can fly
To ride
is to form a friendship that withstands any test
To ride
is to find a joy that can never be found in anything else
To ride
is to play with angels sent to us without their wings
To ride
is to find the strength to do things you never thought possible.
To ride
is to find the courage to love something besides yourself
To ride
is to find a side to yourself that you never knew existed
To ride
is to see the beauty of a spirit never truly broken by man
To ride
is to live