HORSE, TELL ME ABOUT FREEDOM, PLEASE.
Freedom is Running
Twisting my neck, feeling my power
Freedom is Scenting the wind and
Finding sweet grasses there
Finding fresh water there
Finding my herd there
Freedom is Standing perfectly still in warm sunlight,
Rippling my skin
Freedom is A good roll in the grass, kicking up dust
Sleeping stretched out on my side with another standing by
A full belly
Freedom is moving…
Here’s a picture of my studio space, my Happy Place. Have a great week Peeps!
2 thoughts on “Freedom Is Moving Beyond”
Love the painting AND the poem!
Thank you, ☺️