In fields of golden hues, they tread,
Majestic steeds with spirits unbound,
Their manes like whispers in the breeze,
Carrying dreams where silence found.

Their hooves drum rhythms on the earth,
An ancient song of strength and grace,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
They chase the sun in endless race.

With eyes that hold the sky’s vast reach,
In twilight’s glow, they softly gleam,
Embodying the freedom’s breath,
Harnessing the wild’s eternal dream.

Together in the setting sun,
They dance beneath the starlit skies,
In their embrace, the world stands still,
As night descends and daylight flies.