Thursday, 4 October 2012

October 4

Where Rules and Inspiration Meet

On a horse learning to allow
the big moving frame to be
fluid in motion, using the bridle
to cycle the energy up and through.
It takes a balanced seat and a nice
quiet leg and a hand that can
coax the mare to listen.

With a pen, trying to release
your souls intention through a mind
with an ego wanting attention;
to submerge with your fears
into a sea of self doubt
and emerge with no self at all.

In a life where the rights all
turned into wrongs.
Where what you had hoped for
gets torn and discarded,
all the work that went in
with best intentions and prayers
is like shit in the paddock
from last year,
that makes the best compost.

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