THE WHISPERS OF OUR HEARTS
Do you hear our whinnies, the wind blowing through our manes, our hearts pounding in the night in your wildest dreams?
Can you see us standing under a turquoise sky on a great mesa, or thundering through desert arroyos, our nostrils flaring, our tails extended?
Are your thoughts of us filled with the grandeur of our history, the contributions we have made to our shared historical path?
Or are we part and parcel of the great development of the West, and the need to place economics over the preservation of earth’s species?
We are the wild horses of the west.
We see you too, in the distance in those contraptions we don’t understand, watching us from afar, tracking our every move.
And we know some of you will come for us one day, with the whoop, whoop of your flying machine that frightens us and make us sad.
Ours is not an easy life; living out here can be harsh and conditions extreme, yet we ask no quarter, and make no excuse when we suffer.
We watch as our fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters, are loaded in the back of vans to travel to some unknown place, and we ask why?
We are just doing our best.
We know we may die out here, for that is the Creator’s final call for all of us, but we wonder about our right to live out here, wild and free in the present.
While we don’t know those of you that fight for us, to keep us here for future generations, we send our blessings and our profound thanks.
For perhaps through your good works, and the Grace of God, we may survive for another hundred years.
To thrill future generations with our power and majesty, our ability to endure and our will to survive.
Till we go to our final rest.
What you hear are the whispers of our hearts, across the great divide of time and space, as we reach out to you.
For those of you who love us, we thank you for your compassion and we forgive those who do not share the joy of our existence.
Ride with us in your waking moments and in your dreams and as we traverse our native country, comfortable in the knowledge we share a common bond.
We are one with you and you with us, and we truly are,
The wild horses of the west.
JERRY REYNOLDSON
October, 2008
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