An Invitation to Meet in the Open Field
By: Kim Hallin, U.S.A.
Grass stems swaying in the gentle breeze,
a sprinkle of wildflowers on top.
Spring’s textures and colors meld together,
dancing joyfully onto nature’s canvas.
Can you hear the horses munching?
Grass stems swaying in the gentle breeze,
a sprinkle of wildflowers on top.
Spring’s textures and colors meld together,
dancing joyfully onto nature’s canvas.
Can you hear the horses munching?
The scorching days of summer
bring long shadows and lush canopies.
Let’s sit together in a shady spot
where perfection is the view.
Are you mesmerized by the stillness?
Fall leaves drop like silent rain,
as the horses’ coats grow rich in hue.
Color me happy; the whole world is
glistening in the autumn sun.
Do you notice the sweet scent of hay?
Fall leaves drop like silent rain,
as the horses’ coats grow rich in hue.
Color me happy; the whole world is
glistening in the autumn sun.
Do you notice the sweet scent of hay?
Crisp winter air, awaken our senses!
A blanket of fresh snow covers the ground,
marked only by a trail of hoofprints.
Will it lead us to the place of perfect peace?
Trust your inner knowing…
Crisp winter air, awaken our senses!
A blanket of fresh snow covers the ground,
marked only by a trail of hoofprints.
Will it lead us to the place of perfect peace?
Trust your inner knowing…