Emmaa Jean
Horses
Passion, courage, beauty, fury, love.
They possess the strength of a thousand seas,
the beauty of a thousand lilies,
the humility of a child,
the majesty of a sunrise.
When we gallop, the earth crumbles beneath the pounding of their hooves,
the tall grasses bow before their majestic gait,
the water sinks and disappears beneath their gallop.
Two thoughts unite, two hearts ally.
When they leap, it is the envy of angels.
They fly without wings with elegance and precision,
And they are the wings with which we can fly.
They represent love and freedom.
They are dream animals, they are works of art.
They are pure perfection.
They are all that and more...
They are; horses
anonymous
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Horses
Passion, courage, beauty, fury, love.
They possess the strength of a thousand seas,
the beauty of a thousand lilies,
the humility of a child,
the majesty of a sunrise.
When we gallop, the earth crumbles beneath the pounding of their hooves,
the tall grasses bow before their majestic gait,
the water sinks and disappears beneath their gallop.
Two thoughts unite, two hearts ally.
When they leap, it is the envy of angels.
They fly without wings with elegance and precision,
And they are the wings with which we can fly.
They represent love and freedom.
They are dream animals, they are works of art.
They are pure perfection.
They are all that and more...
They are; horses
anonymous
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Overland%20Hills/70/180/17