The Heart of a Horse.
From Autumn 2005 The Draft Horse Journal
When your day seems out of balance
and so many things go wrong…
When people fight around you
and the day drags on too long…
When the grown-ups act like children,
and you’re off your spiritual course
Go out into the pasture…
and wrap your arms around your Horse.
His gentle breath enfolds you,
and he watches with those eyes…
He may not have a Ph.D.,
But he is, oh so wise!
His head rests on your shoulder.
You embrace and feel his might.
He puts your world in balance,
and makes it seem all right.
Your tears they soon stop flowing.
The tension is now eased.
The garbage has been lifted,
and you’re quiet and at peace.
So when you need the balance
from circumstances in your day…
The best therapy that you can seek..
is out there eating hay!!
i wrote this one myself:
With horses, I don’t need words. I don’t need preset boundaries telling me how long I can ride or how strong our bond is. Because when the going gets tough, the tough turn to horses. Gallop through the open countryside, and when you want to feel free, just loosens the reigns.
this one is not really a poem but im a jumper so its funny:
Neverbeenraced is a prime example of an American Thoroughbred. The coat is deep bay, no markings, the textbook TB head, and no unusual conformational characteristics. Perfect, just perfect. Overcame a near fatal flat in his H/J career when he learned that the plants in the jumps are NOT real, and therefore did not require him to stop and taste. Has learned to count strides all by himself, and asks in midair which lead his mistress would like today.
PS-the first answer is great