My horse understands me like no other.........

The Horses Eye by Jan Barley

When I am growing weary and my life is still and dim,
I look into his face and see the truth in him.
He sees the reflection and relishes the time we have.
I see it in his eyes. It comes as no surprise.
To find that he knows more than me,
And yes he always will.
Advanced we think we are. In truth we never were.
The horse he knows it all and keeps it to himself,
No arrogance or demonstrations of his higher knowledge. He simply is!
As I look into his eyes, I see greatness, I see life.
I see light and beauty and innocence and trust.
And I fall at the feet of my horse and ask to share his knowledge
I am proud; I am honoured to be asked to share a part of his life, a part of his growth
And to share his vision of life.
If you can only see it for an instance - don't take it from him
Give yourself to him with openness and honesty as he does to you.
Let his spirit fly!The union of this bond exposes the weakness of humans.
I grasp it gently in my heart with humility and gratitude.
I have been gifted to see - but for a minute - a glimpse of what was intended for us all to feel.
No matter what words are spoken.
From this point on this magical moment cannot be broken.
The spiritual being of horse is the light that shines my pathway
This cannot be twisted by barbed words of the ones that do not see.
It is for truth just my horse and me.