On the Wind
Freedom whispers
on the wind...
Lo! The wild horses
run!
Born unto vast
prairies,
And stabled 'neath
the sun.
Bathed in cloud borne
waters,
Summer's storm their
symphony;
Brethren to the
Zephyr,
Starlit night their
canopy.
In the cadence
of their hoof beats
One hears
Mother Nature sing!
Freedom whispers
on the wind...
Wild horses
are awing!
© 1998, 2003 by Barbara Anne Dunn
Freedom whispers
on the wind...
Lo! The wild horses
run!
Born unto vast
prairies,
And stabled 'neath
the sun.
Bathed in cloud borne
waters,
Summer's storm their
symphony;
Brethren to the
Zephyr,
Starlit night their
canopy.
In the cadence
of their hoof beats
One hears
Mother Nature sing!
Freedom whispers
on the wind...
Wild horses
are awing!
© 1998, 2003 by Barbara Anne Dunn
Freedom whispers on the wind.... love it!! Great image too!
ReplyDeleteThank You, Jonie! :)
ReplyDeleteWow! So incredible, the poem and the image. Great collaboration............
ReplyDeletei am a lover of horses. had one myself once upon a time. i think on him often and miss him. this prose rings ever so true. i can still see the wind when on a cantor.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Neva and Lorilynn! :)
ReplyDeleteWow, I like the photo. Did you take it? Nice work.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mike! No, I didn't take the photo. It's actually 3 images blended together. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and a poem that carries you away.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is my favourite post you've ever made! Though all are beautiful, this one is about HORSES ♥♥♥
ReplyDeleteI love horses and love galloping free in the wind. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteI see I have horse lovers amongst my readers! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kate, Giulia, and Anna!
Captivating image and thought provoking poem. I've never seen a wild horse running free in the countryside. I've seen deer and elk, but never a wild horse. Wild horses would definitely be a site to behold.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Preston! I agree, it would definitely be an awing sight!
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