"Freedom"

They are powerful,

beautiful beasts whom own the plains.

They own the mountains.

A herd of their own.

The sound of hooves on the earth

like thunder during a storm.

A herd of gleaming coats

that give off a shine of their own,

prancing through soft blades of grass that have been kissed by the wind.

A herd of power and strength,

smooth muscles working with ease

as a team to keep running.

Running from darkness and

towards the light.

Towards the freedom.