I would like my living to inhabit me...
It's been a few weeks since my round of equine ended...
Maybe I need to go to the pasture, and smell the neck of him...
My eyes fill with tears as I think of it...
Maybe I need to put my forehead to his, his third eye with mine for answers...
Maybe he holds what I haven't dared...
Maybe it's time to let him give it back to me...
Maybe the breeze from the river will bring us the peace we seek...
Maybe my hand on his chest, and the other on mine will remind me of the knowing I have...
Maybe his ability to hold space will give me the room to explore myself, and remember my deepest core...
Maybe I will find myself reflected in the pool of his deep brown eyes...
And maybe, just maybe, he will find himself in mine...
10-27-21
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