Thursday, November 19, 2009

For All the Horses Lost to Us

Thank you very much to all those who left kind and thoughtful comments on my post yesterday. Your comments meant a lot to me, and you are right, the important thing is to honor the memory of our good horses.

This is a poem of the sorrow mixed with joy for all the horses we have lost to circumstance, illness, injury or old age.

The Glass Unbroken

Other seen,
untouchable.
Aching, without
solace.

Who can read
sorrow in the wind?
Indifferent, restless,
regardless.
Lost in darkness
that cannot save us.

Maybe, passed beyond freedom
they can run
by the river across meadows
sweet with the scent of grass.

O that it may be so
O that it may be so
in the end.

8 comments:

  1. that is beautiful, thanks for sharing it!

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  2. Wonderful. Here's to sweet grass...

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  3. The poem brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Maybe, passed beyond freedom
    they can run
    by the river across meadows
    sweet with the scent of grass.

    How absolutely perfect. Thanks for sharing.

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  5. Lovely poem. I like to think of my boy as galloping through the meadows and drinking from cool mountain streams with his best friend who passed a few years before him.

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  6. I'm just catching up with everyone after a week of equine veterinary drama. Losing Promise must have been devastating.

    Lovely, thoughtful poem.

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