
She waits for me
by the worn white fence
her patient eyes are weary
Her majestic body so tired
The sweet grass is now thin
a once blue sky now gray
I approach her tenderly
reach out my hand to
caress her long neck
softly cooing in her ear
my love for her
Her hoof kicks up
tufts of dirt into the air
Gracefully she accepts
the carrot resting on my fingertips
nibbles, contemplates, nibbles
I surrender to her and she to me
as she places her chin on
the palm of my outstretched hand
In this hushed moment
of birds chirping, bees buzzing
the air is still and peaceful
And I
I am tethered to her heart
feeling if I try hard enough
I too can be as wise
as she is, here
on the other side of the fence
Ancora Imparo














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Hopefully we are all still learing, Michelle. Ancora Imparo
Creation truly teaches us how to submit to a loving and sovereign Creator...I believe.
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Beautiful, Michele...
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