Whisper in the Wind

A stampede forms,
Just as the sun is setting.
They move to the music of the wind.

As they run,
You can see their mane flapping
To the beat of the song.

They look so peaceful.
Every movement-
So precise, so perfect, so elegant.

They run across the sand,
Across the water;
So beautiful, motionless.

Like you’re looking at a picture,
About to be taken but once you take it,
The image is gone.

And it takes your breath away.

Once night fall comes
You feel their presence
Of their soul and spirit.

But as you look back.

All that’s left of them are
Hoof prints in the sand,
Hoof prints on your heart
And the whisper in the wind.


-This is a poem i wrote in class. I was thinking about horses and the ranch and just wrote it during journal time. Planning to go to the ranch tomorrow. Havnt been there in so long i miss all of them so so much. Hope all goes well tomorrow. Ill let you guys know.

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M.