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Sha3lan
post Jun 14 2007, 10:08 PM
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oh GOD ,,,
Kimberli Nelson, what,, is this ,, !! im speakless, it touched me so much this gonna be a long night for me ,, collecting memories ...
thank you ,,
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post Jun 14 2007, 10:13 PM
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I lost my yearling filly Aseela to a broken shoulder. She was racing around the pasture and fell with her leg extended back. When she hit the ground it shattered her shoulder from the point all the way up. It shattered like glass on a car, a million tiny peices. They could not find any hope for her.

She was my dream horse, sired by my best friend, *Waheeb and out of a stunningly beautiful Imperial mare. When she died, I lost hope of everything. This prayer was my way of putting the pain I felt in a deeper place.
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post Jun 14 2007, 10:28 PM
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I am often deeply moved by the depths of emotion that our horses inspire, and you are right Kimberly, sometimes there is no other way to deal with it, other than to write it down. Doesn't fix it, but it helps a bit.
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post Jun 14 2007, 10:35 PM
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QUOTE (Kimberli Nelson @ Jun 15 2007, 12:13 AM)
I lost my yearling filly Aseela to a broken shoulder. She was racing around the pasture and fell with her leg extended back. When she hit the ground it shattered her shoulder from the point all the way up. It shattered like glass on a car, a million tiny peices. They could not find any hope for her.

She was my dream horse, sired by my best friend, *Waheeb and out of a stunningly beautiful Imperial mare. When she died, I lost hope of everything. This prayer was my way of putting the pain I felt in a deeper place.
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Cathy , yes u are right

Kimberli , im not sure if u know this but once i had a hero an EAO race champion we spend 2 years with each otheres and then bang bang he hit the ground ,, he fell dead ,, in his box ... i lost every single hope i ever had ,,
he was my First Foal ,,, ( so another touch from Cathy's poem )
then things started to be much better by the presence of my little girl Haifa ,,
im sorry for ur lost .. now u know how much i understood the poem and u ,
they came to our lives like stars shines and fade away only memories left for us and some tears mixed with yellow smiles ,,,
thank u
Yassmin
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post Jun 15 2007, 12:32 AM
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yes Yassmin , I did know about your beautiful boy. I am so sorry. I know that you will never get over losing him. He will remain a large part of you for the rest of your life. That one special horse does not come along very often and every moment should be treasured forever.

In time, the pain does not seem so sharp but the memory can linger and the tears can still flow when something reminds you of that wonderful friend.

Every time I read the Prayer for Aseela cry for her and myself because I still miss her so much. My filly died and with it my dreams for her died too. But life goes on and there are other horses that need your special kind of love and attention. My life has been filled with such horses and with them came good friends from all over the world.

My darling *Waheeb will be 27 in a few days and I know that my time with him is short so each moment I can spend with him is filling up my memory box. She is a very special horse and I have never regreted being owned by him. We have had many wonderful rides and many beautiful babies. He will be with me, in my heart, forever but how the last 21 years have flown by.
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post Apr 27 2008, 04:59 PM
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For anyone who has lost a treasured mare...............and for all the treasured mares (horses) that have added so much to our lives...................

In dreams, I see her still,
Her satin beauty,
Deep, dark eyes.
I thank her once again
For truths she taught me,
Never lies.
She came and found me
In a place
I do not care to go again.
She offered silent comfort
Tho my tears,
And waited while they dried
And life went on,
Then led me into places
Where I would not,
Could not,
But for her,
Have gone.
She taught me what it means
To live life in the present,
And to treasure special moments
As they happen,
Sans regret,
And when I made mistakes,
She did not judge,
But gave me leave
To try again
And kept no record of the debt
She, with joyful spirit,
Gentle fire,
Who gave me all she had
And more,
Because I asked,
She, who through her life
Gave me so much,
And in the end,
Gave everything,
My little mare,
My Friend............
Cathy Rochon
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post Apr 27 2008, 10:52 PM
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I am your equal
I am a wild creature
that can never be like you.

I have heart, courage
and the game spirit
that is My heritage,
and I will be respected.

I will be taught and I will please,
and maybe in Time
I will be your intimate.
But I will never be your possession.

Mine is a fierce love
which knows no mercy for failure.
No sympathy for weakness.

I have come from the desert with its
closeness to the spirit of nature
which you do not understand.

I was born of the Wind,
mine is a warrior spirit.
I cannot be humiliated in punishment
Or defeated even in death...

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post Apr 28 2008, 08:00 AM
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I wrote this one when i was still at school, about 4 Years ago;

In the silence of the night
i drempt of dancing horses,
On a moonlit plain.
So gentle as they moved across,
like mist and gentle rain.
A neigh resounds off mountains high,
with replies from all around,
They quickly made their way across,
The dry and dusty ground.

Jodie
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post Apr 28 2008, 08:21 AM
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Untitled - for DM

Head turns
An eye, an endless world
Regards me from a distance
Utterly at one with himself
Fire and power and earth
All are bound within him
The subtlety of muscle beneath silk
He turns and moves to flight
Black tail flowing
The flag of the king
And so he runs
Endless flow of stride upon stride
And for those moments all the rhythms of the world are caught in those footfalls
Drumbeat upon drumbeat

Ruffian
Fire Earth Air Water
Midnight’s child
Fate’s daughter
Voodoo magic
Talisman charm
None can keep thee safe from harm
Dance upon these sands now child
With windblown mane
Thy spirit wild
Run before these crowds of men
And hear them whisper
Never again
Never again
Will we see thy like
For lightning never repeats the strike
Never again
Will we see thy speed
As though movement was thy only need
Never again
Will we see the power
That was stilled so suddenly that hour
Never again
Will we see thee fly
Sculpted nostril burning eye
Hear them whisper
Never again
Rest in peace now Ruffian

Go For Wand

I

I remember
Green grass
Home
White fences
Long hours beneath green trees
Wet earth
My bare feet upon the soil
Sweet clean air
Sweet spaciousness

I have heard them calling me home
Go baby go
Go home
Go for the wire
I have heard a thousand voices cry my name
As they cry now
Filly filly oh filly filly
Why why why
I have heard them
Crying my name

I remember
Sand and soil
And the thousand voices
Crying my name

II

I have flown
Satin muscled
Fleet limbed
Child of the wind
Oh for freedom for freedom
The wind sings in my ears
I have flown
For men for money for fear and love
All irrevocably bound
One and the same
For men money fear love
I have flown

III

Bayakoa Bayakoa
Come run with me
Can you hear them?
Beyond this dirt desert
They call me home
Bayakoa Bayakoa
Dance with me
Can you see them?
Waiting beyond the wire
Waving us home

Stretch and reach
Stretch and reach
Bayakoa
Run
Run with me
Not ahead or beyond
But by my side
Stretch and reach
Stretch and reach

Bayakoa Bayakoa
Can you feel it?
Greatness
Nobility
It surrounds us
Not for what we have been made
But for what we are
Daughters of the wind
Oh Bayakoa
Not far now
Stay beside me
One more stretch
One more run

Stretch and reach
Stretch and reach
Bayakoa
Run
Run with me
Not ahead or beyond
But by my side
Stretch and reach
Stretch and reach

Bayakoa
They call me
Go For Wand Go For Wand
Simpatico
Go For Wand Go For Wand
We are bound together
Bayakoa
I will run until I break
Fear Flight Men Money
Oh Bayakoa
Did you hear it?
Did you feel it?
Sudden snap sealing my fate
Bayakoa
Let me run with you
Stay by my side
Bayakoa Bayakoa
Can you hear them
Calling me home?
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post Dec 14 2008, 12:43 AM
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Single file
They enter the barn
The mares................
Wet, from the half rain, half snow
Wearing the scent of winter,
And fog.
Each with a gentle flutter
Of nostrils,
A barely audible greeting for me
As they pass,
And for he, who thinks he is King,
A pinned ear and small, distainful toss
Of icicle filled mane.
When each is in her appointed place,
And each in turn
Has plunged frosted whiskers
In warm mash
He sighs explosively.
His daily job is done.
He gives attention to his supper
And all is right in his world.

Cathy Rochon
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post Dec 15 2008, 01:27 AM
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The hooves of the horses!
-Oh! witching and sweet
Is the music the earth steals from iron-shod feet:
No wisper of lover, no trilling of bird,
Can stir me as hooves of the horses
have stirred.

- Will H. Ogilvie
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post Dec 15 2008, 01:23 PM
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DON'T CRY FOR THE HORSES
by Brenda Riley-Seymore

Don't cry for the horses that life has set free, a million white horses forever to be.
Don’t cry for the horses now in God's hands, as they dance and they prance to a heavenly band.
They were ours as a gift but never to keep, as they close their eyes forever to sleep.
Their spirits unbound on silver wings they fly, a million white horses against the blue sky.
Look up into heaven you'll see them above, the horses we lost, the horses we loved.
Manes and tails flowing they gallop through time, they were never yours, they were never mine.
Don't cry for the horses they will be back someday, when our time has come they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker close to your ear, don’t cry for the horses love the ones that are here.
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post Dec 15 2008, 05:09 PM
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QUOTE (hielkjen @ Apr 27 2008, 10:52 PM)
I am your equal   
I am a wild creature 
that can never be like you. 

I have heart, courage 
and the game spirit 
that is My heritage, 
and I will be respected. 

I will be taught and I will please,
and maybe in Time 
I will be your intimate. 
But I will never be your possession. 

Mine is a fierce love
which knows no mercy for failure.
No sympathy for weakness.

I have come from the desert with its
closeness to the spirit of nature
which you do not understand.

I was born of the Wind,
mine is a warrior spirit.
I cannot be humiliated in punishment
Or defeated even in death...

http://www.windczar.com/sultann.htm
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I love that, I think David Gardner wrote that for *Ibn Moniet El Nefous once...
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post Mar 24 2012, 06:37 PM
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Bumping this up for anyone who hasn't read it........so many beautiful (and sad) words here. Maybe we can add some more to it?
Cathy
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post Mar 24 2012, 11:12 PM
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Your poem is beautiful, Kimberli; so sorry for the loss of your precious filly. The first one is for her.

I'll lend you for a little while
My grandest foal, He said.
For you to love while she's alive
And morn for when she's dead.
It may be one or twenty years,
Or days or months , you see.
But, will you, till I take her back,
Take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
And should her stay be brief,
You'll have treasured memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But, there are lessons taught on earth
I want this foal to learn.
I've looked the wide world over
In my search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
With trust, I have selected you.
Now will you give her your total love?
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come
To take her back again?
I know you'll give her tenderness
And love will bloom each day.
And for the happiness you've known!
Forever grateful stay.
But should I come and call for her
Much sooner than you'd planned
You'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And someday you'll understand.
For though I'll call her home to Me
This promise to you I do make,
For all the love and care you gave
She'll wait for you, inside Heaven's Gate.

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
when their time on earth is over and done.

... For here, between this world and the next,
is a place where beloved creatures find rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
til The Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
for here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed.
Their bodies have healed with strength imbued.

They trot through the grass without even a care,
til one day they whinny and sniff at the air.
All ears pricked forward, eyes sharp and alert.
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the herd.

For just at that second, there's no room for remorse.
As they see each other...one person...one horse.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past
The time of their parting is over at last.

The sadness they felt while they were apart
has turned to joy once more in each heart.
They nuzzle with a love that will last forever.
And then, side-by-side, they cross over...together.

Sorry, don't know the authors.

I have another one but need to scan it in first.

Barbara


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