Run

Deep majestic colors venture off of the eyes. The weak crust below me doesn’t hold a penny to the power behind it. Running in sync with many others, in perfect motion. Rhythm beat, and the sounds the soul leaves throughout the high peaks of the world. On an adventure, with no destination. One goes down to rest, another stays up with the protective instinct. The sun runs away from the world to come back in the morning. Get up and run. Run, run, run. Carefree in spirit, scared in instincts, But always willing, Some end with great sacrifice , some end with grace. ~~~~~~~~~ I want to run with them, Be with them, Wild horses.