Spirit was a mustang
Wild and fast his flight;
Galloped ’til a stallion
Led the herd each night.
Wild and fast his flight;
“Til Calvary made him fight
For freedom and his rights.
Galloped ’til a stallion
Rode his muscles raw;
Heaved his breath: neighed his jaw.
Led the herd each night;
Guarded them from foes
As every mustang knows.
I showed my 4 year old grand daughter the DVD of “Spirit”.
At the finish, she asked:”Can they go home now and have babies?”
She discerned what mattered, even for a horse.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 