Iron Horse

Iron Horse

Love came softly

Lowered its head

I couldn’t run away from you

So I reached for you instead

There you stood

Over fifteen hands high

My heart was pounding, I couldn’t breathe

I thought I was going to die

Never could I have imagined

Not in my wildest dreams

This place, this horse, this moment in time

No matter how real it seems

To come face to face with my fantasy

To once again feel whole

To look into your eyes and realize

The depth of my own soul

As I touched your mane, you stole my heart

I suddenly understood

If anything were to get me out of this chair

This palomino could

This iron horse beneath me

I had come to know too well

The memory of what put me here

My private living hell

It didn’t seem to matter to you

That I could never walk by your side

As you graze in the meadow or walk to the barn

After a long days ride

You stood so still, so patiently

As they lifted me out of my chair

I couldn’t climb on to your back by myself

But you didn’t seem to care

Priceless is the freedom

God gave to me that day

As I took the reins of this beautiful gelding

And slowly rode away

If only for a little while

I could forget what had happened to me

For I had traded in my iron horse

For one that would set me free

by Tena Bastian - copyright