Steele

In 2012 I purchased my dream horse- an 18 month old Andalusian Gelding named Steele. I carefully raised and trained him only to lose in 2014 in a horrible manner: http://journeywithadancinghorse.blogspot.ca/2014/12/its-all-over.html

He was the reason I started this blog and I wouldn't trade one second that I had with him, even if it did shatter my heart.

I'm now at a point where I can appreciate the fact that he was in my life and not just focus on how he died. 365

Requiem for a Spanish Horse      by Janet Manual 

    

The eyes tell all

bold blood of ancient breed

gazing out in curious joy

fringed in beauty and

as deep as a starry night sky.

Quiet respect flows through that great heart

beating within the curved chest,

bonded horse and woman

woven, golden thread by

golden thread,

through daily patient persistent intent,

and love,

and action.

Those eyes are closed now

the heart is still

and we as the human halves

of this equine equation

must suffer the curse of memory

and rage at the broken bond

and stories stolen from us too soon -

too soon.

Yet comfort comes in unfathomable form

A dream, the hour before waking

an endless herd of joyous galloping,

beautiful horses

tall and small,  all colours and shapes

and breeds

wheeling by

and there in the centre

our boy, our beautiful perfect boy

mane flying,  tail plumed, carefree bucking

in a prairie of scented, flowing grass -

There were people, too

some astride, some running beside

no saddles nor bridles needed

in perfect balance and harmony

There in the centre,

our beautiful, perfect boy

solid and whole.