When I bestride him, I soar,
I am a hawk: he trots the air;
the earth sings when he touches it;
the basest horn of his hoof is
more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
~ William Shakespeare, Henry VThere is something in me... something changed. Years ago, I had a treasure - and I locked it away. I put the thing in a chest, and I put the chest beneath locks and bolts and doors and stone. I never forgot it, but I willed myself not to think of it. I did, anyway.
Of late, I have heard the siren music again, so "witching and sweet..." I have found my way back in the stronghold, I have unlocked the locks and the doors and I am there again... I hear it now, loud and clear - calling me (calling me home). I hold the treasure box in my own two hands, and I am poised to open it. I can hear my heart beat loud and clear...
I silenced my love and desire for as long as I could. I walked the earth on my own two feet and learned of new passions and danced new dances... but each step I took, and each twirl on the floor made my heart ache and burn. I felt enchanted, not of my own design... I felt tethered.
There, in the box, is the means of my escape. There, in the box, is a way for me to unwind the cords I fashioned for myself. There, in the box, is my pair of wings. My love of horses.
On Thursday, he arrives (and I can hear my heartbeat, loud and clear). On Thursday, the trailer comes, and carried within is the dream that I dreamed when all was silent and still... the dream that came to me in the night when all else was asleep.
A horse. A horse of my own.I feel strange. We've never met. The pictures I received were blurry, the stories second hand. What will happen? How will it happen? What is his face like? How does he move, how does he breathe and dance, bits of poetry rippling and shining in sun and moonglow.
So I sit, and I stay in my dreams... and oh, I dream more and more... So many years since I fell in love this way. I am bewitched - I am enchanted...
On Thursday, the spell becomes reality. I fly without wings. I meet the horse of my dreams.
And my heart beats, loud and clear...