Always There Are the Horses
I ride because I rode as a child when life was simpler and somehow
more complete. Only the whiff of a clean horse is needed to remind of
days gone by. For always there have been the horses.
I ride because of all the great horse souls who have shared their
lives with me and taught me more than I can say. Their names and faces
flash before me as old friends. I ride because of all the horses I shall never
ride. Those I have watched and marveled at from afar for all their
grace and beauty. This the stuff of a child's dream, the kind that
doesn't die with time. Always there are the horses.
I ride because the seasons call to me. Each unique in its appeal and
all quite frequently best viewed from the back of a favorite horse.
I ride because of all things, horses are my passion. They inspire and
encourage, energize, and challenge in ways I cannot explain to the
un-initiated. I ride because of the rush of stretching one's self just
a bit farther today than before both mind and body. Always there are the
I ride because of those briefest of spans when the partnership comes
to full promise. When the path twists and barriers fall, each footfall is
measured and balanced between the two as a dance. There are no others
....only this moment and this single step to ride. The memories of
those times stand vivid in my mind to be recalled with all the freshness
of the day at will and in times less grand.
But if I must choose, I ride because I have dreams yet to live. I ride
because I have dreams yet to have and what exactly they will be
tomorrow I cannot say ... but always there will be the horses.
Author M. Adelia Ramey
Imperial Oaks Friesians