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    Journey within my Soul


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      Journey within my Soul

      Copyright 2011 Sierra St. Francis

      Table of Contents

      1. My Soul

      2. The Soul of the Horse

      3. God's Gracious Gift

      4. Unknown Destiny

      5. Regaining Trust

      6. Survival

      7. The Christmas Horse

      8. Good Morning

      9. The Sun Horse

      10. Sunny Brook Farm

      11. Firelyn Velvet Mist

      12. The Wait and The Reward

      13. Horses of the Valley

      14. Nature's Keeper

      15. Son of the Plains

      16. Kitty Kate

      17. Symetri

      18. Princess of the Wind

      19. Legend of the Painted Fury

      20. Eight Seconds to Eternal Lore

      My Soul

      He sweeps through my dreams.

      Flying with grace and ease.

      Standing proud and tall.

      Not to ride him is a tease.

      Black onyx is his body.

      A tiny white star appears on his head.

      Blood red remains forever on his nose

      And on my heart he does tred.

      The wind rages around his body.

      Every muscle burst with power.

      His long legs carry him far.

      Farther than the God's highest tower.

      In and out of dreams he does travel.

      With never a care or concern.

      Tempting my heart and life

      And makes my very soul burn.

      Soul of the Horse

      I am immortal.

      I have been worshipped by man.

      And have been God's mate.

      With my speed, courage and grace.

      I race through the valleys.

      Swim in the rivers.

      Fly over fallen trees

      And dance with the thunder.

      Though the ages have been harsh

      I still hold my head high.

      My step is still regal

      With beauty on my side.

      If they should perish,

      Here I will stay.

      To help them flourish

      And be great again one day.

      God's Gracious Gift

      They come into our dreams.

      One or many at a time.

      They're beautiful flying hooves

      Traveling like a perfect rhyme.

      Racing the wind

      Flying through the skies.

      Kept in our hearts

      And seen in our mind's eye.

      They dance over the water.

      Charge over the ground.

      As light as a feather

      Without making a sound.

      Soft velvet noses.

      Expressive round eyes.

      Graceful hard bodies.

      No one dares defy.

      These are my soul mate.

      Truly Angels they must be.

      They fly with wings of love

      And bring me to heaven's gate.

      Unknown Destiny

      In the beginning of my innocent life

      That was so pure and new.

      No cares and no strife

      I was so happy my heart flew.

      The bright blue sunny days

      And the crystal nights.

      I never knew my life would be in a haze

      Or that my soul would never again see the light.

      From stable to stable

      My body traveled through time.

      Some trainers were capable

      And others dropped me like a dime.

      One year I would be fit and trim

      And the next year I hungered for even one flake.

      My life was at one time grim

      But the faith I had inside, I didn't forsake.

      Hard bits were pulled against my soft mouth.

      Too tight, the girth that was strapped around me.

      A rickety old shed I stood beneath

      And pesky flies that wouldn't let me be.

      One day when I watched the sun rise.

      I saw a man with a tiny child.

      My owner told them it wouldn't be wise

      To own me, I was too wild.

      The child so eager and sweet

      Her father could not resist.

      And when our eyes met

      I knew what my new life would consist.

      My poor soul was so tired and worn.

      I didn't fight like I used to.

      My family's heart was torn

      As they looked upon my ragged form.

      Each new sunrise she comes to see me.

      I get good hay, groomed and well loved.

      I finally realized that God had let me be redeemed.

      That I would be loved not pushed and shoved.

      Not all my precious friends

      Are as lucky as me.

      But sometime in our lives but closer to the end

      We will all be set free.

      Regaining Trust

      My friend who I have grown so near.

      Holds a burden so tightly around his heart.

      That the soul I carry inside me weeps silent tears.

      As the emotions of love begins to start.

      Only time and understanding can cure the hurt.

      That has been built up from the past.

      Always on the alert

      And ready to wear that stone face again.

      You are half the heart

      That beats so tenderly in my breast.

      I hope we will never part

      Or I fear a wonderful journey will be missed.

      I only ask one thing from your fragile soul.

      Please let me be the light that will heal

      The deep and darkened hole.

      Survival

      Trod lightly upon my heart.

      For tears fall from the tormented scars.

      Collected from my past

      And pain grips it like steel bars.

      Call to my damaged soul.

      If you really want to live.

      It hides just inside of the darkness,

      With so much promise to give.

      The light of my life cries.

      The waves of emotions must be steadied.

      To the gentle sway of the might oak,

      To be prepared and readied.

      A love waits in the depths.

      That shines when nutured and cared for.

      Walk with me to find in once again

      And be one, to fear evil no more.

      Then maybe you can again trust what you fell.

      The Christmas Horse

      A little girl kneels down beside her bed

      To pray to the heavens beyond her.

      She touches her hand to her head.

      Her heart, then to each shoulder.

      Looking into the night's sky

      That could make a person go blind.

      She saw her wish star fly by

      And happy thoughts crossed her mind.

      She dreamed of fresh falling snow

      And icicles hanging from trees.

      In her heart of hearts she knows

      That her prayer will be answered, not flee.

      The morning is full of wonder.

      As she looked toward the barn.

      She ran down the stairs with such a clatter

      That it gave her grandfather a new story to yarn.

      On with her boots and jacket.

      Hardly a glance to anyone.

      And off like a cosmic rocket

      To see if Santa listened or if he had missed this one.

      Listening closely to let a clue slip through.

      She held her breath as well as she could do.

      To her surprise she heard that certain
    noise and knew.

      That her prayer was answered and not torn in two.

      Standing before her as large as life.

      Was the horse of her dreams.

      Their souls met with external strife

      And their hearts began to beam.

      For they are friends forever and ever.

      To grow up and become one.

      With life and games to conquer and endeavor

      And from that moment on, it has begun.

      Good Morning

      As I travel down the road

      To do the morning chores.

      A light misty air surrounds

      The place I call home.

      I stop for a moment

      And take in the morning air.

      I close my eyes to feel

      The heat of the sun.

      As I stand, a very familiar sound

      Fills my ears.

      I hear the voice of my

      Old and dear friend.

      Low and wise, he speaks to me.

      Letting me know that he is

      Ready for breakfast.

      Together we walk to his home

      He nudges me gently wishing me,

      Good Morning!

      The Sun Horse

      The sun catches a fiery image.

      Of a creature as old as time.

      So beautiful and gracious is he.

      One day he will be mine.

      His body is as gold as mid day's sun.

      His flowing hair is as white as the north's snow.

      Charging forth upon this tender earth.

      His hooves leave a trail of fire as he goes.

      Nobility and strength lie with his heart.

      Conquering all challenges that appear in his wake.

      Defeating what may harm him

      And protect those who have dealt with his fate.

      The sun horse brings happiness to life.

      Shedding light into the darkened heart.

      The tears of children disappear

      Before they are allowed to start.

      Sunny Brook Farm

      On the outskirts of town.

      There is a tiny farm.

      Surrounded by mountains

      And clouds all around.

      In a misty morning

      Through a gleam of light.

      Shadows of horses

      Appear within sight.

      Soft light whinnies

      From newborn foals.

      Grace us with hope

      That only heaven knows.

      Its been hard work

      For many years and a day.

      Mucking the stalls

      And gathering summers hay.

      Children have been taught

      To love and respect.

      Trust and cherish

      The horses they just met.

      Throughout the year

      Many have won

      Trophies and ribbons

      They're work has just begun.

      The legacy will live on.

      Forever and ever.

      Full of hopes and dreams

      In the hearts of the young.

      On the outskirts of town

      At a little farm.

      Known to all as

      Sunny Brook Farm.

      Firelyn Velvet Mist

      Firelyn Velvet Mist

      Was to be his name.

      A fine bay colt

      Who will bring many to fame.

      His heritage is old and great.

      Chasely Superman

      Woodsville Derby Day.

      From them a champion was made.

      At three years old

      He moved to Sunnybrook Farm.

      To become a great stud

      From here and afar.

      He touched many lives

      Even still to this day.

      Sending the ones he loves

      Legends and dreamscapes.

      You can see his

      Courage and pride

      Skill and grace

      In every foal that was sired and raised.

      The beauty he bares

      Is one in a million.

      Firelyn Velvet Mist

      The exquisite Morgan stallion.

      The Wait and Reward

      I linger to hear the soft sound

      Of a very familiar and angelic creature.

      Though my heart knows it can be found.

      My eyes fail me as my teacher.

      I anticipate the arrival of my loved one.

      And in the distance I notice shards of sunlight.

      The day is whispering and has begun.

      Disappearing is the long lonely night.

      I close my eyes and open my heart.

      To listen to things in which my eyes deceive.

      It is but only a moment that it starts.

      The gentle breathing, my mind finally conceives.

      I carefully open my lids a whisker.

      Lusciously consuming the sight before me.

      She dances and her tail whips and flickers.

      My heart quickens so, I thought it would flee.

      Standing slowly so not to alarm her.

      I wait for her to accept me as her own.

      Our eyes meet and my soul begins to flutter.

      For my human side she does condone.

      She is of the earth, water and sky.

      Filled with undying wisdom and admirable love.

      Her kind have survived since the beginning of time.

      Even long after I have gone up above.

      Her name is Equine.

      The body she possesses is brilliant red.

      The purest of her soul is divine.

      And the hearts of many she does tread.

      Horses of the Valley

      As I walk through the village of ponies.

      I stop to listen to nature's symphony.

      And to my amazement I find

      A small hoof print held in time.

      I follow the laden path.

      Up the steep incline.

      The spirit of the earth

      Moves closer to what I will find.

      The wind gently sweeps

      Through the distant land.

      And holds silent what it keeps,

      Hidden within its tender hand.

      I hear a sudden cry

      From the valley below.

      The stallion is what I spy

      With his mares in tow.

      Like lightning from God's hand

      They race into the setting sun.

      Spreading magic in the air

      As their hearts beat as one.

      Nature's Keeper

      The mornings golden shards

      Pierce through nature's hidden path.

      Allowing one of its small God's

      To travel through this great land.

      Small and spry.

      As white as the new days cloud.

      She appears like a ghost in the mist.

      Without making a sound.

      Old and wise.

      Travel where she may.

      Her heart belongs to only one

      And there she shall remain.

      The forest is where she calls home.

      Never again will she work in a day.

      Nature's Keeper will protect her

      From spirits who would come her way.

      Son of the Plains

      A full moon whispers above

      The great mountains tip.

      The wind dances gingerly

      Across the plains as a deer takes a sip.

      A small winged friend

      Glances toward the rustling of a bush.

      To see roan mare

      Interrupt the silent hush.

      The mare, she takes her time.

      To find a hidden place.

      For which she will have her foal.

      Who will, with the wind it shall race.

      Pain and survival rack her tiny frame.

      But the loving instinct she holds so dear.

      For her unborn colt

      Keeps her head and heart clear.
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      With the dawning of the new day.

      She brings forth the proud son of the plains.

      He is as red as the autumns setting sun

      And his heart and soul here they will remain.

      Kitty Kate

      She greets me each morn

      With a nicker and a purr.

      And reaches for me

      To pat her soft fur.

      White with red freckles

      An attitude of a bull.

      But can be so sweet

      My heart strings, she does pull.

      Curry and comb.

      Clicker and treat.

      My cup runth over

      And spills onto my feet.

      She is my oldest friend

      And I learn from her still.

      Though she can not see

      She has a strong will.

      This lovely Kitty Kate

      As she is called.

      She is cherished and loved

      By one and all.

      Symetri

      She moves in time with the wind.

      Graceful and calculating like time in sand.

      Beauty so captivating and serene.

      Its known all over the land.

      Her heart is as mighty as the lion

      And her soul as innocent as a lamb.

      And is one with Mother Nature

      Just as I myself am.

      The twinkle of stars that sparkle so bright

      Outline her path to the holy heavens above.

      To spread forth what she holds inside.

      Which is unconditional love.

      Forever we shall be as one.

      Two soul mates from now to eternity.

      With many trials and tragedies

      To contend with for infinity.

      The Princess of the Wind

      Her soul belongs to the sands of Arabia.

      The heart that beats inside of her

      Travels with the wind of her anicent land.

      Her spirit will be free forever.

      The old ones say that there is,

      But one rider for every great horse.

      And hers is a man of great knowledge.

      They are as one with love as their source.

      Fire and wings are placed beneath her hooves.

      With the grace of dolphins guding her heart.

      She travels over the earth with ease.

     

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