Majestic Beasts

In fields of wildflowers,

majestic beasts roam.

With manes as golden as the sun.

This is the place they call home.

Their mighty strength flourishes.

Their grace is something to behold.

Their gallop, like the wind, is wild and free.

Their eyes share a story untold.

Their bond and loyalty speak volumes,

reflecting the trust of their riders.

A symbol of freedom of the soul

despite the judgments of outsiders.

With graceful strides, they travel.

The wide-open spaces we love,

Away from the chaos of life,

It’s a glimpse of the heavens above.

Their spirit is wild and free,

like my soul longs for.

But it is also very gentle,

Comforting me to the core.

Kelly