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The Horse Dream ( the long version)

Updated on February 7, 2011

All I can see for miles in front of me is waist-high green clover slowly waving in the breeze. Like sheaves of wheat it sways back and forth in a hypnotic dance. The sky is intensely azure blue, devoid of summer clouds. The scent of freshly- tilled dirt permeates from the edge of the field where I stand and I relish the smell, inhaling deeply. That fresh, earthy-sweet aroma clears my head, my thoughts. Standing by my side is my companion, a powerful jet black stallion with no saddle or bridle. He nickers softly at me, bowing his head, he nudges my leg as if to say "let’s go." I swing onto his wide back and we ride for hours as one, our souls entwined, galloping through the clover in slow motion. I can feel his every stride, his muscles rippling against my legs, every lunge of his shoulders matching the recoil of his muscular hindquarters. My hands, my whole body is charged with equine energy. I hear his hooves thunder against the ground below like rhythmic drum beats. I squeeze my thighs tight against his flanks and grip handfuls of thick coarse black mane in my fingers. I ride looking for peace of heart, galloping, galloping endlessly towards the horizon.

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      writinginalaska 7 years ago from southeast Alaska

      thank you so much for visiting my Hub Silent and it always gives me pleasure to know others can relate to this intense feeling of this kind of bond. I hope yo9u enjoyed some of my other Hubs too. i'll give a read on your Hubs too. My best ~ lvh

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      SilentReed 7 years ago from Philippines

      Your poem spell binds us to the intensity of the azure blue sky and the waving sea of greenfields. We feel the raw power of thundering hooves pounding the freshly turned earth as both man and beast become one in communing with nature.

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      writinginalaska 7 years ago from southeast Alaska

      welcome to my Hub pages Gayle and thank you for reading and commenting. I have loved horses since i was a child, and have been riding off and on most of my adult life. Thank you for becoming a follower. my best lvh

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      CornerStone51 7 years ago from Mifflintown, PA

      Glad you enjoyed my hub on the Gypsy Vanner. Smitten is a good word for me too. They are so gorgeous. Loved your hub. Where are you in Alaska? We lived at Fort Richardson just outside of Anchorage for four years, from 1992-1996. We loved,loved,loved Alaska. What beauty. I even loved the winters!I will be back to read more of your horse hubs.


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      writinginalaska 7 years ago from southeast Alaska

      so glad it was a pleasent read for you Kaltopsyd. thank you for the meanful feedback. L

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      kaltopsyd 7 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA

      LOVELY! Again, reinforcing MY horse dream. You're right. I did enjoy this one. Just as lovely as the shorter version. Very nice!