Him and Her

09.09.2007
She saw him in the field,  and he saw her as well.. 
He was not afraid, neither was she..
He was wild at heart, untamed by the human hand
She was a wild spirit, not frightened by his power..

 Stepping on his turf was the start of it all, "She must be kidding " the stallion puffed
 Her hand reached for him, he took a step back 
"Stay back" he raised his head, his ears straight, standing tall
Her body leaned forward again, towards him
"Ok, so be it" His weight went down, his front went up
He stood on his hind legs to scare her..
She did not care, he was not a threat to her, 
She knew he would be her friend, protector for the years to come...


He was her calm, her equilibrium, her place to rest
She was his only, his heart beat, his connection to the world
Through her eyes he saw the world differently 
Through her feet he felt the road softer
They walked together, he trusted she knew the way
She trusted he knew the lay of the land
And so together they moved on from that bad place to a new home!

A new journey had began for both of them
This new chapter in their lives would be their last
As she asked him to stay still, He tried his best no to let her see his fear
He trusted her so, but still he was afraid of the others standing near

The saddle was light on his young back, She sat so light as well
"So this is it" he thought, and let her stroke his back..

They rode perfectly together, 
He felt the ground, the mud, the ice
His feet knew were it was safe to go


09.09.2011
He got scared, she fell off
She got hurt, he went to see what's wrong
It was not the first time, but usually..
She got up laughing at him, making him feel ashamed 
But now, she just stood still.


he stood straight waiting for her to jump up and scare him
tilted his head, stepped closer ..
Her face was hidden, he leaned towards her
Touched her with his soft nose
She loved to kiss his nose when ever he would let his head down
She used to say to friends that there, on that little nose 
Was her big slice of heaven
but nothing, she looked like she was sleeping
like she usually does on their trips, while he greases on the best grass..
Still nothing
The stallion got restless, he remembered the beginning, when he was alone
before she found him.
He did not want to be alone again, he did not want to feel death touch him heart
"Not her, not her" his neigh echoed through the valley..




Now, the valley still carries the sound of his pain
Now, she watched over him from above
As he did over her  

He thinks of her everyday,
he runs like he ran with her 
He hopes she can feel his love...






















By Muresan Ana