Thundering Hooves
On Saturday evening we went out to Baden again to get some more images of horses running.
They are such powerful animals and to stand in an open field with half a dozen or more horses galloping past you with in a couple yards is amazing. The thunder of their hooves has a rhythm that is almost hypnotic.
After charging past us they continued down the hill – dust flying!
The Horse
How do we measure the strength of our engines?
Engines we use for everything
Though the power of a horse.
We crossed this country on the horse
We settled this country on the back of the horse
Plowed are fields, planted are crops,
Gathered our crops, hauled them to market.
With this strong and beautiful creature.
I remember my Grand Fathers team
A man’s team of horses was a Thing of pride and beauty
You were judged by your team.
You took pride in them.
They were a farmer’s bread and butter.
For what to be slaughtered and ate
Since the tractor has replaced them
I know many won’t eat them
They will just send them some where else
And turn our backs on what is being done
WE OWE THEM MORE
THIS COUNTRY WAS BUILT ON THE BONES
OF THE HORSE
October 22, 2013 at 5:32 pm