Horses And Raining Sun Poem by Sharron Stephenson

i am crazy in my mind
i am dancing with fear in my heart
my pulse is gathering pace like horses running
in my my wisdom of the old the learning i feel is
drifting away from my body and soul

the beneath my feet is hotter then the
mid-day raining sun

the breeze of the wind on my face is as
spearing as the thorns

to stand up and
say i have a problem
i need help
is hard to do
but remember the first stepis a baby step
to a life of goodness and juy