Poem: Why Would the Horse Want to Dance With Me?
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The girl had a dream
To dance with a horse that was free
The wind blowing through their hair
and grass up to their knees
To dance with a horse
wasn’t about ridding the world of strife
To dance with a horse
seemed to contain all the answers to life
Whenever the wind blew through the young girl’s hair,
she paused
The wind always enticed her to question,
Why would the horse want to dance with me?
And the wind said,
Come. I will show thee.
And the wind disappeared
off over a tree.
Faster and faster it went
over the meadow precociously
Until it hit the forest
rather ferociously
The girl followed it in
To the forest they went
But deep inside,
the wind had not been sent
Where did the wind go
She wanted to know
The wind had gone to the forest as it should
But at the forest the wind was given form and became wood
The horse of the forest
ate from the wood that was a tree
And snorted some of that wind
back out at me
Then the horse galloped off
towards the sea
Carrying with it the wisdom
of the wind and the tree
The breath of the horse
rose up to the sky
And became the air for the birds
to push down on and fly
The trees gave off water
vapor clinging together in clouds
That went flying through the sky,
The wind again free and proud
The wind flew as a cloud
out over the sea
Where the fish swam together
absorbing the wind’s wisdom in the rain that came to be
Then the fish swam up
to the great mountain lake
And the horse drank from the lake
all the water it could take
Carrying with it the wisdom
of the fish and the birds and the trees and the sea
The wind had shown beauty
Eternal connection and harmony
But what of the dance?
How would it come to be?
The wind was inconclusive
And the horse remained elusive
Why would the horse want to dance with me?
The girl, now a woman, still had this mystery
Then the wind, in a moment of quiet profundity
whispered ever so softly
The horse will dance with thee
Sharing the intelligence of all eternity
To feel the weightless fun
Of two hearts in a wave as one
And to experience the grounding of entity
That is the human’s wisdom of chosen identity
The woman’s heart welled
with courage and serenity
And the horse that was free
danced with she
-Sheri Miller
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In my quest to understand and create the profound beauty of two beings of different species moving freely together in complete synchronization, I have come to believe there is only one force in the universe: attraction. And the thing that allows the kind of attraction that creates beauty and harmony is identity. It's being completely grounded in who you are. It's your ability to maintain your sense of self in relation to other.
Fear is a loss of identity. It's a loss of your sense of self in relation to other.
Identity is the root of all beauty. A loss of identity - fear - is the root of all harm and ugliness.
Horses naturally want to connect and move in sync with humans. But in order for a horse to do that, it has to be able to find you. You have to maintain your identity.
This is the single greatest challenge for humans, for nearly everything makes us step away from who we truly are. Free will is the capacity to choose to stay grounded, no matter what. Chosen identity.
The horse will dance with thee
Sharing the intelligence of all eternity
To feel the weightless fun
Of two hearts in a wave as one
And to experience the grounding of entity
That is the human’s wisdom of chosen identity
