Purple Eyes: April 2011

She breathed in deeply as she felt the cool mountain air against her face, the wind brushing her tousled blond waves of hair in ripples along her back. She softly closed her eyes feeling her lashes brush her high cheekbones. Her compact frame lurched forward as the powerful beast beneath her surged forwards. She could feel his strong muscles tensing beneath her as she clutched her legs tightly to his sides to keep her from slipping off and come crashing back to earth. She grabbed at fistfuls of his mane gripping the thick course hair intertwining her fingers deep into his fur. Her body was tossed back and forth like a wave as she gripped his sides tightly with her legs. She fluttered her eyes open there deep crystal blue gazing out into the mountainous terrain which lay before her. The thundering of the horses hooves echoed throughout the valleys like an avalanche tumbling down from the mountain tops. She arched her back forwards and hunched her shoulders leaning in to the massive animal feeling his every movement as if it was her own. She slipped her arms down around his neck running her fingers through his thick fur. She could feel his heart beating thump... thump... thump.... it's rhythmic pounding over the laboring of his canter through the tall mountain grass. Her heart pounded in harmony with his almost as if they were connected together. They moved as one and breathed as one as they galloped through the valleys and around the base of the mountain. This was her escape from the world it was how they both escaped when the sadness returned. They run......they run so quickly away from the troubles they left behind. The faster the run the more distant there problems seemed so they ran until they could run no more. Back aching, and sides heaving they stopped at a pier over looking the ocean. She slipped from his sweat covered back and wiped the sweat from her brow. She encircled his lathered neck in her arms as she stood with him in the cool of the evening overlooking the sun set slowly sinking beneath the mountain peeks. Her skin glowed and shimmered in the radiant light and his fur was flecked with foam from the hard ride. She breathed in the cool evening air taking in the view. It was a beautiful sunset streaked with magenta and gold. She gazed out into the splendor steed by her side. There erratic breathing slowly calmed. On this mountain pier she stood the wind washing all of her cares and problems away with the sunset. It was on this pier that she could breathe truly for the first time in a long time. Her hand slid down his neck and she buried her face in his thick fur. A few tears slid down her cheeks and melted like snowflakes against his warm body. This place they were in was beautiful...it was a place they would not be judged.....a place where they could run....a place of shelter....a place of sanctuary....a home....it was a place where they could fly together through the meadows grasses as one creature woman and horse connected at the soul with the same drive to make flight.....to fly.....and to be FREE.....

Purple Eyes

Sunday, April 24, 2011

In Between

Flecks Of Gold

OH MY!!!