Della Perry

Gold Star - 4,907 Points (Kingswinford)

Riding With The Horses - Poem by Della Perry

Wind rushes past my face, I feel so free; so alive
I can feel the rush running through my veins
My long hair cascades away from my face
My back arched in excitement.
A whoop from my lips, cannot hold in my joy.
I decide to shout out loud, the breeze carries my voice away.
I stand up, holding tightly to the reins
Feeling the rhythm as we ride those waves.
The strength is magnificent, yet I'm in control.
I have never been so alert, so alive.
Yes, I know that I am running with them
That when I am riding those majestic creatures
Along the crest of the waves
That I will be gone.
I will be on my journey to the next life,
My dream, dreamt a million times, taking me there.
And even though a life has ended
A new existence will have begun.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, heaven


Poet's Notes about The Poem

They say heaven appears after you die, my utopia would be riding the horses across a beautiful beach.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 16, 2015



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