The horses keep racing towards the steep hills,
And I shake the trees to get the latest thrills.
What a beautiful reality, what a sacred world.
Just tell me to jump and I will follow your words.
The meadows are eating me up like the sun,
I get hidden away in the grass like cheap guns.
My prayers have never choked out my voice,
But this time I am praying louder than the noise.
And the river slides down the mountain in peace,
It has been a while since I have felt such ease.
My feet playfully dangle over the jagged end.
Just say the word, I will make fate my friend.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 