Under his hooves
His mane dances
Her hair blows
Wind hits her face
Stealing her breath
Making her heart
Horizon is the limit
For her and her ride
Two wild spirits
Out to meet the world.
The sun made his journey from east to west, she stopped her horse, it was middle of nowhere, she made a little fire and brought out a can of food from the saddle bag.
The sky was clear, no need for tent, she threw her body down on earth, every limb was tired, sleep captured her real quick.
The morning star winked at her when she opened her eyes. She winked back at it and started to brush her teeth.
She passed some time massaging her faithful friend and fed him before starting her journey again.
There was no end visible right now, she will return home only if her heart and soul asks her.
Sun was about to show up when she reached the top of hill.