Can you hear me coming closer? The sound of hooves, thundering and wild Windswept and unbridled, galloping unchecked, mane cascading and flowing behind Is it right to try and change how I was created? Born, never to be captured, never to be trapped and boxed into some religious conformity To serve tradition, laced up in a tight restraining girdle, hiding the risk of being different To end my days having only explored a small confined space in my mind But was born to worship in a huge creative landscape, born to explore the outer edges of who who I am Born to journey and not stand still, born to experience danger, holding on only by my finger tips Born to display colour, black, dappled and chestnut Every colour of the rainbow following the seasons of my life Born to be passionate, born to live life, bands of humanity travelling together It’s time to live again John Lowton December 15th 2022
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