Kimbra St. Martin
Synergy - Poem by Kimbra St. Martin
She and her horse moved with fluid and grace
And pure joy was written all over her face.
The big bay was handsome and loved being ridden,
He did what was asked - just as she'd bidden.
Whether working the ring or riding the trails
Calm, sunny and balmy or blowing wet gales
There was a trust and a bond that couldn't be broken.
A slight body movement with words never spoken
Seamlessly changed their course or the gait;
Working as one unit was their well-known trait.
This was a day to enjoy the sun so
Up to the hilltop she urged him to run.
At the crest of the hill were wooded trails
That led through miles of hills and dales.
All day long with an occasional break
They trod the trails and even swam in the lake.
But even perfect days must come to an end
With a horse to feed and chores to tend.
Heading toward the barn long shadows played
At the end of the day as light started to fade.
Now it was time to bathe her horse
And when she finished he shook, of course.
Walking him dry she let him graze
On grass that could turn golden in a few days.
Once in his stall, she took off his halter
And he lowered his head without fuss or falter.
She rubbed his face where the halter had touched
That was their ritual and he liked it so much.
Now was the time to call it a day and she
Headed for the feed room to get the hay.
Bathed and groomed with hay and grain for the night
He nickered softly as she turned out the light.
Some horses don't nicker, some horses do
And she replied softly, "I love you too."
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