Wild Ponies, Sunday January 19th at 8am 2014

The sun became my guide on my walk this Sunday morning 8am, It shadowed my back and i walked by its side. Through frosted fields over frozen puddles. In the distance i see the breath of the snorting wild ponies lingering in the air. The ponies look so sturdy in their winter rugged coats and long unkept manes hang covering their wild eyes. i look back at their rebellious beauty. Am i in their domain or are they in mine or can we share this landscape they call home and i call my spiritual home.

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