Silver

I fell in love yesterday. I met him for the first time two years ago, but I was in a different place then. I didn't know beauty like I do now. I didn't understand the power of patience and the sweetness of acceptance. Yesterday, he forgave my awkward communications. When I pulled left to go right, he stayed the course. He was calm and tender as I was slow to learn. He knew I was afraid, especially as we cantered at a faster pace, yet he kept me safe. I laughed and smiled in that one precious hour more than I had in recent weeks. He let me sit tall on his back, imagining I had always belonged there: capable, part-warrior, part-queen. Maybe I always did belong there. Maybe in a past life I was adept at riding horses, leading my people, tending to the land. Maybe I am still adept at tending to my people, leading with land. Maybe Silver is leading me to my people, letting me love our land.