Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS writer.
She feels the breeze caress her face
Raising her head towards the sky
Letting the sun rays gently warm her skin.
Strands of hair lightly move as the breeze winds through them
She stares to the horizon.
Hills, big sky, silence
Listening the sound of nothing
It clears her mind
Taking in a breath , she feels the cool on her lungs
Exhaling rids her of the stresses of her life.
This is her peaceful place
The place of her solitude.
Looking at the paddock where he is
She spies that magnificent animal
The presence, strength, peace within
She feels the gratitude swelling in her that he is hers.
No place is like this.
There is no hustle and bustle.
Just a quiet solemnity that is all hers
And she drinks it in
Cows graze, birds fly, crops grow
And he looks up from his daily feeding
He begins to move away,
Walking silently.
Then he gathers speed
She is in awe of him
The power of his muscles move in grace and flow
Her eyes follow every stride.
Taking in breath again
She tells herself how blessed she is
Under this tree, the power of the sun
Old buildings, rustic and rugged
Getting herself up she goes to him
His breath heavy from running
She buries herself in his scent
And runs her hands over that splendid body
She whispers that she’ll love him always
Forever in her care
And nothing or no-one
Will separate her from her magnificent horse