If you move
soft enough through the wind or woods,
they say the sun will make a space for you.
Some of your regrets might soften. I move
terribly. I crush twigs and spiders but the horses
say nothing of it; they let me pet their long manes.
I hop on and we walk out to the end of wanting.
What is God? I ask them.
They tell me, Yes.
~ Bret Elizabeth Jenkins, from “Horses Explain Things to Me
Notes: Poem via Memory’s Landscape. Photo by Alison Porwol
“We walk out to the end of wanting”…perfect.
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Can’t count the times I’ve hopped on my horse and walked out to the end of wanting. Yes. Perfect.
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On horse, on foot, or even on my a**, I walk and walk and walk to wanting…
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WMS….
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Oh, Yes.
Wow…
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walking in places of wisdom with wise souls.
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Amazingly beautiful!!
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What a magical term, David – the end of wanting!
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Agree Carolyn!
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Beautiful David. You know how I’m loving horses these days. They do teach us so very much! Thanks for the sweet Sunday post to warm my heart.
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Yes…so glad you enjoyed it Yvonne. I was similarly moved.
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Beautiful. Both the words and the photo.
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Very moving. The answer is always yes. Horses know. 💛
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Yes. They do Val. 🙂
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The horses are abiding, and so is the woods. I have left my pain along with daydreams and plans for the future in the quiet arms of the woods. The woods are abiding, too.
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They certainly are.
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oh my… this brought tears. Before I read the post the image drew me out. Thank you! And now I will share. Peace.
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Thanks Carrie. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.
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“We walk out to the end of wanting.” Gotta love that.
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THAT was the big line!
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