Back on the horse

Your heart feels broken

A friend reported

When feeling into me.

And I see a huge black stallion

Kicking down his gate

And running free.

This wound is years old

And healing up

Finally.

I’m feeling

Stronger now.

But running free?

A stallion doesn’t wonder

If he can do it

Alone.

He doesn’t wonder

If he should play better

With others.

He just runs.

And they follow.

Or watch.

The past is gone.

And there is such love here

Right now.

I can remember to trust

If I can’t quite

Get my groove.

Get back on my horse.

Rise up.

Break free

And run.