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Aug 2014
Mysterious child
Earth as the mother figure
Majestically robed
In the land of kindly gods
Teach me how to run wild

You call out to me
I am connected to you
We tour as heroes
Across the plains of kindness
Teaching you to ride through life

Magical talents
Seem to travel beneath you
For whenever we
Journey onward together
We gallop powerfully

Your gifts are unique
I will help you discover
Together are we
Traveling clairvoyantly
A true motion of thunder

My spirit is free
I learn to view destiny
With you I receive
More than I thought I could be
Nothing is holding me back

You were born to be
More than you know my dear child
I gift unto thee
The realization to see
Nothing is holding you back

In recognition
Of your incredible stride
I want to learn how
To move beyond and decide
How to become what I ride

You will soon conceive
As you begin to trot through
How I will guide you
As you fly further than most
Accepting all that you are

I need to hold on
My balance seems a bit off
I try to steady
This is the path I must take
Faith's asking me to trust you

Take hold of my mane
The saddle fits you just right
You will find comfort
The path you're taking is fate
You must trust me in good faith

I want to look back
But I know there is no need
I open my heart
To tell myself honestly
There is nothing left to fear

Look forward with me
As I guide you, you guide me
Our hearts beat as one
You're listening consciously
Your spirit's safe here with me

My hands need no reigns
It's like you've always been here
You never left me
My lodestar, my exemplar
We cross the range unrestrained

Steady and complete
And I will always be here
I never left you
My colt and child of the light
Our freedom is our delight

Giddyap!
Giddyap!

Β©tHE tERRY tREE
This poem is called a Somonka which is a Japanese form of Poetry; basically two Tankas written as two love letters to each other to and from Spirit Horse. A Tanka is a Japanese poem consisting of 31 syllables in 5 lines, with 5 syllables in the first and third lines and 7 in the others.
The Terry Tree
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The Terry Tree  Portland, Oregon
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