The Horses Graze across the Meadow

their manes soaring
in the wind, with their tails
being dragged along by all
the force the horses have to
offer, putting a gallop
between the moments they graze,
along with a mighty cry
to their kind. And after they
make that cry and gallop,
they'll come back down
and continue to graze amongst
the meadows, leaving
their prints as they go
along. I can't miss a
single moment of this!

Through the 3rd Eye was supported in its inception by the Grand Rapids Humanities Council and is currently made possible by continued volunteer effort and private support. Copyright 2013.