October 15, 2010

A Tectonic Shift

I'm not sure exactly of the time, or the day, nor necessarily the month. But there has been a tectonic shift in the relationship between me and my horse. What has always been more a tolerance of her strong will against mine, is shifting like the bedrock, something elemental, dare I say bonded...

Having not seen my girl for two long days I went outside just before lunch. My heart missing, no, NEEDING to touch my horse and bury my face in mane and fur. I called to her, nothing----NO! Thunderous hooves approaching fast! My heart nearly seizes with the emotion that this beautiful, wild thing wishes to be with me. ~E.G.

2 comments:

  1. The first time Rose left the herd and came running up to me I think I fell in love all over again. It's a beautiful thing.

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