Riding On The Breeze Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Horses riding on the breeze, So Powerfully.
So Wild And Free. Like it's Meant to be...
Through the fields, and over the streams.
Ahead of the storms raging, their staying...
Down shores and past the waves crashing...
They are dashing. With the lightning behind
Flashing. Into sun sets unfolding...they are
going, , , down roads unknowing... Up hills
slowing. Stopping to graze again. Before
running off to play, where there wills may.
Another night, Another day, Free They Stay...