The Horse

The Horse

On Behalf of | May 15, 2019 | Firm News

As the morning sun whispers

The Barn says Good-bye

I walk towards the mountain

A voice from the woods, a Meadowlark cry

The wind tossles my mane

I pick up the pace

Of memories like rivers

Flowing all through this place

From my wobbly first stumbles

To a canter with Mom

This Ranch gave me life

Brought me love, Kept me calm

Eclipsing the ground, I move up the trail

Through needle-nose cactus

Flushing New World Quail

The plovers and lapwings

Along for the ride

And Old World Sparrows

Keeping pace by my side

The sun is now magic

It tickles my nose

The birds still keep singing

The magpies and crows.

No thunderstruck lightning

No snow-blinding squall

No windstorms, no Dusters

Have caused me to fall.

It’s upward and onward

No time did I stop

I climbed up that mountain

I stood at the top

I carry no saddle

No tether, no need

The Tribe gives me wings

Heed, that the morning still brings

There is no alone

On this mountain so dear

The years have all joined us

Take a look, see the Mirror

To stand at the peak

Is to treasure the view

With the day that brings comfort

And confirms what we knew.

The view is our mirror

Not last summer’s fuss

If you climbed up this mountain

The Mountain is us.

Tom Dickson
TLC – 2012
Coach of the 2012 Dubois Rodeo Champions

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