18 February, 2016

When My Horse Died

When my horse died
the better part of me vanished,
like the fog’s mist in the morning sun.
The world as I had known it,
became
still.
As if the universe wanted to acknowledge
her journey
from one dimension into the next.
Someone said, I'm so sorry for your loss.
What?
When my horse died,
she left me
and
I left my heart somewhere else.

2 comments:

Beth C. said...

(((((Ralph)))))

kar120c said...

As it is with me, 38 years later. There will never be another and many, many have tried but they are only skin deep. They don't penetrate to the heart.

<3

Janie