today
sarah's riding lesson is over
a beautiful warm sunny hour
out in the bright rays
we now wait to brush Possum
i hear music
around the corner
in the large dark indoor ring
sarah's instructor informs me
of Coreena's arrival 2 days ago
from the south
a new horse
they are getting her accustomed
to the ring
with music playing
as the children respond to music
i walk over to the ring
peek my eyes around the corner
in the distance i see her
silhouetted
trotting in large brisk circles
responding to her rider's instruction
turn right, turn left
silently they ride as one
round and round
children's music playing
they are working
i remain silent
so as not to disturb
she is brown
her mane and tail are generous
the most beautiful honey blonde
wondering, i am sure
where am I?
4 days in a trailer
to get here
you are home
i think
and then the circles change
she is coming closer
i see her straight across the ring
she turns
and heads directly toward me
head on
i hold my breath
as she advances
she is power contained
nostrils flaring
mane swaying
dust swirling
hooves beating
she spots me ahead
ears suddenly perked
who is that?
i am still....
confident she will turn
at the last moment
she does
controlled by the rider
unable to indulge
her curiosity
of me
at this moment
we will meet again
next week
i cant wait
