The Reigns of Fear

High up on a hill

a wild stallion rides.

Mane flying in the wind...

hooves drumming the dirt...

In a dance of the spirit

united to the Earth's soul.

Fear snatched

slack leather leading reigns

choking the wild gallp

to a tame trot.

Alone against the wind.

Now the Earth slumbers

under heavy hooves

bundled in leaded chains.

Down in the coffee house

the gossips claim

"Someone broke the wild stallion."

Look deep into my eyes.

Look high up on that hill.

See my spirit galloping still,

my hooves beating

the Earth rumbling

the wind singing

wild and free

in harmony with my heart beat.