Equestrian Heart

November 23, 2011
Be still, oh galloping heart,
No running in the meadows,
No nibbling on the cool, sweet grass,
Be still, oh be still.

Rest in your stable now,
Sleep in eternal rest,
Dreaming of the other life,
The one without the dead.

No more the owner visits,
To tend to you needs,
No more money paid
For your upkeep.

Stop moving now, sleep fitfully,
Never stir again,
The blissful peace will welcome you,
To wake,
Never again.





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