In fields where dreams and whispers meet,
Horses run with rhythmic beat.
Their hooves kiss the earth with grace,
In every step, a timeless race.
Under the vast and starry night,
They move like shadows, pure delight.
Majestic forms in fluid motion,
A dance of freedom and devotion.
Their manes flow like rivers wild,
In the heart of nature, unreconciled.
With eyes that hold the ancient tales,
Of windswept plains and gentle gales.
In the silence of the nightâs embrace,
Horses find their sacred space.
A bond with earth, a spirit free,
In harmony with eternity.