Freedom Undisputed

One, click-click.

Two, click-click.

In time with his powerful

Hooves striking the

Soft dirt his

Sides heave, sweat

Darkens his white spots and

Beads down his brow in

A reflection of mine.

I hit the saddle, a methodical

Padding like the sound of

A ball striking a mitt.

His teeth roll

Against the bit,

My legs stretch down, straining.

I sit,

Kick,

Fly.

The spaces between the hoof

beats spread,

my body defies gravity,

shooting horizontally with

a rocking motion

from his muscled legs

propelling forward

over dark unscathed ground.

An unstoppable force

Under my still hands.

I tuck my legs in and

We move as one,

Breathing together.

A smile pulls at my lips-

I’m home.