To Whomever Has Loved A Horse Poem by Christine A Kysely

To Whomever Has Loved a Horse
Knows that
Of which I speak
To feel an equine’s glorious power
Quiver and tremble beneath one’s limbs
The emotion brought within
Can cause even the noblest man
To begin to weep.

To see one’s own reflection
In the pools of their almond shaped eyes
They are the master
Of the human depth of understanding
always given up in their intelligent vision.
One cannot help but grasp their love
Hold on to their mane and fly
Fast along the earth
As if for a moment, Icarus
Flying high above the earth
On golden wings…
Not afraid to die.

If only Icarus had known
He could fly on an earthly steed
He could have saved his soul
And flown on a glorious horse…
It would have saved his soul indeed…
Instead of failing on false wings.

(November 26, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved