A Tribute To Galloping
As the feet pick up my body volts forward
Half seat telling him to keep going
The wind curls up throwing itself at me yelling slow
Trees towering around me
With every few strides the branches reach out to hit
Faster, faster
Picking up our pace we fly towards the waiting field
Grass so green it invites us forward
As a team we take the last few strides at the speed of light
Freedom
Pushing myself forward my teammate takes off across the field
The sky folds around us like a blanket
Blue as the ocean and larger than life
No resistance and no stopping
The world is as free as us
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