Golden
Threads
On
this earth, there are golden threads;
One
such thread has to be,
the
golden thread that links horse to man.
In
praise of man, the horse gave its back
for
lending it something the horse did lack.
An
untamed horse running on the plain
knows
to go and knows his location
but
has no notion of himself alone in motion.
The
saddle, bit, stirrup, and bridle;
these
be the brokers between horse and rider.
Yes,
there are other golden threads;
from
child to mother, from hound to master,
from
fallen man to God the father,
to
the calloused hand and ball-peen hammer.
But
still I have to wonder yet:
Is
there any one fitted any better
than
a willing horse and gracious rider?
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