Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Where horizons meet the eye,
Horses run, wild and free,
In their eyes, a mystery.

Their manes dance in the breeze,
A symphony only nature sees,
Hooves beat a rhythm on the ground,
In their presence, silence profound.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
They chase the dreams that never die,
Strength and grace in every stride,
In their freedom, we find pride.

Echoes of their majestic call,
Whispers of the wind to all,
In the heart’s gallop, they roam,
In every soul, they find a home.