Posted for a variety of prompts: Heads or Tails (“anything starting with the letter ‘O’”), In Other Words (quotation, listed below), Poetry Train, Totally Optional Prompts (“tempo”).
Metaphors have a way
of holding the most truth
in the least space.
-- Orson Scott Card
PLAYING H-O-R-S-E
(Tankas of Truth)
How we doubt His heart,
Honoring much lesser gods,
Human-bound ideals.
Horses freely lead us home,
Holding high the simplest truth.
Ordinary, not.
Obviously, Heaven-sent.
Our Creator’s gift.
Out of His own hand, they run
Off without a stumbling step.
Reason beckons us,
Rationing our deep desire,
Ruining the dream.
Regardless, we plunge onward,
Racing past delight to joy.
Somehow, promise pours,
Stimulating both of us,
Steed and humankind.
Saddle up for higher call,
Sprinting for sunset and rest.
Everything else fades,
Easing into nothingness.
Evermore, we fly.
Each outing erases doubt.
Equines confirm God’s great love.
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Ohh I love your words!
ReplyDeleteWe are horse lovers, too :)
Found you via HoT - great post.
Wow... your a great writer. This is really a nice site. :) Keep it up! HAPPY HOT and Thank you for dropping by. :)
ReplyDeletevery nice, I was watching a horse today, and yes your words are a very nice parallel to my thoughts...
ReplyDeleteI like that all your starting words are good and strong! Just like a horse! Well done.
ReplyDeleteClever use of H-O-R-S-E - Well done.
ReplyDeleteReading it aloud I could feel the gallop of the horse under me - sweet! The metaphor is stunning. :)
ReplyDeleteI like this a lot!
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