In dawn’s gentle embrace, they rise,
Hooves kissing the earth with grace,
Manes flowing like rivers untamed,
Carriers of dreams in a sacred race.
Through fields of gold, they dance,
Shadows of ancient tales they weave,
Eyes reflecting the universe’s expanse,
In their presence, we believe.
Silent whispers through the breeze,
Guardians of freedom’s call,
Boundless spirits that never cease,
Answering natureâs eternal thrall.
Beneath the vast and endless sky,
They gallop with hearts unconfined,
A symphony of strength and sigh,
In their journey, we find our kind.