With manes flowing like rivers of silk,
They race against the wind’s gentle hand.
Eyes gleaming with untamed spirit,
They conquer the sprawling lands.

Hooves pounding the earth’s heartbeat,
Echoes of strength in every stride.
Their unity paints a picture of grace,
As they journey side by side.

In the twilight’s soft embrace,
Shadows dance on plains so wide.
The horses breathe life into the dusk,
With freedom as their guide.

Beneath the vast and starry sky,
Their silhouettes a timeless art.
Wild horses, symbols of pure liberty,
Forever galloping through the heart.