Don’t Cry For The Horses
Don’t cry for the horses that life has set free.
A million white horses, forever to be.
Don’t cry for the horses now in God’s hands.
As they dance and prance to a heavenly band.
They were ours as a gift, but never to keep
As they close their eyes, forever to sleep.
Their spirits unbound, forever to fly.
A million white horses, against the blue sky.
Look up into Heaven. You will see them above.
The horse we lost, the horse we loved.
Manes and tails flying, they gallop through time.
They were never yours, they were never mine.
Don’t cry for the horses, they will be back someday.
When our time has come, they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker close to your ear?
Don’t cry for the horses, love the ones that are here.
Horses touch our lives in ways that I cannot explain it must be experienced by others in order to truly understand. I think it is because we put so much time and energy and heart into working with them and becoming their partners, that they eventually become a part of who we are. It is an inevitable part of loving these magnificent animals, we become rather attached to them, consider them friends and partners, not just an animal to carry us around.
We get so used to seeing a horse and spending time with them that we sometimes forget that they’re not immortal and they won’t last forever. Like people and other living creatures, they too must have a turn crossing the rainbow bridge. It is difficult to process, that that soft, velvety nose won’t be nudging your pocket for carrots anymore or that you won’t hear that familiar, warm nicker as they come to greet you at the fence. For a while, the barn seems like less of a place of refuge and more of a place of sorrow and sadness. There is a noticeable difference in the herd of horses as they process that one of their herdmates isn’t with them anymore and won’t be coming back. They too will mourn in their own ways.
But through this pain and sorrow, there comes joy, knowing that whatever pain they might have been in is now over. That they run wild and free in heavenly pastures and await your arrival, and when it is your turn, oh what a sweet reunion that will be! Cherish the memories you made with your equine friend, keep their picture close to your heart and never forget the sound of their nicker. Remember the impact they had on your life and all that they’ve taught you.
Dearest Colby, may you rest in peace, you were a dear equine friend whom I shared many an apple. I sat with you in the pasture on many a summer’s days, brushed your soft coat and kissed that velvety nose. You mane has soaked up many of my tears and you’ve heard all my hopes, dreams, fears and frustrations. Enjoy your eternal retirement buddy, you deserve it.
That is all for now, have a happy ride and please go out and hug your horses, thank them for all that they’ve done for you…….