Her heart gallops with the mustang
Her soul soars with the eagle
On the verge of tears,she longs to break free
Free from the city air,filled with pollution
A place where she cant even see the moon
or hear her own thoughts.
Cars constantly going by, music blasting
across the street.
Her mind goes to the open fields of freedom
Th campfire and the sparks floating up
and up to the blanket of stars that
sing her to sleep under the
iridescent moon.
She rides carefree upon a velvet black,
whose sleek coat shines in the moonlight
with a spirit of audacious grace.
There in the land of the living
they gallop with the wind
their hair whipping behind them in
beautiful chaos.
She sighs with content as a smile of purest joy
spreads across her face,as in her sleep
she gave the last toss.
For now in her dreams,she lets her spirit
run free.
Finally,her soul found a place of peace where see can
just simply be.