Still Horses

We still see horses in the fields.
What are they good for out there?
A lot of hay and a lot of effort
go into their maintenance and care.
What are they good for out there?

They don’t grow up to be doctors.
They don’t do anybody much good.
Not like a barn or a tractor.
Pretty somehow but not much good
unless they are all misunderstood.

In small groups out on the prairies
following each other over the passes
a wobbly foal eventually turning
into a stallion splashing across
the river of life and death
like you and me.

After hundreds of generations of humans
we’ve still got horses in our hearts.
They raise their heads and we whinney.
We dream and they gallop through the arts.
We still have horses in our hearts.

From a distance they may be worthless.
To make friends with one is to know.
Get on one and you start to feel
how helpless you are without her
how you excel when she flows.

In small groups out on the prairies
following each other over the passes
a wobbly foal eventually turning
into a stallion splashing across
the river of life and death
like you and me.

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