A horse’s rider must believe in him or herself. If so the horse will trust you, trust is the key.

When I look at horses I see them as the slaves wanting to be free. I wish that ever pasture there is, will have horses running with their spirits.

Here is a poem I wrote to go with this story.

Horse’s dreams run wild in the glistening sun.
I run wild with them. Running as fast as I can to freedom.
Every step I take thinking of freedom spirit.
I named the horse freedom because she is one of the horse that is free.
I love to say this poem every day in my mind . I hope you can to.

– SingDance