If you bury him in this spot the secret of which you must already have, he will come to you when you call; come to you over the fall dim pastures of death. And though you ride other living horses through life, they shall not shy at him, nor resent him coming. For he is yours and he belongs to you. People may scoff at you who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his foot fall, who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears. People who may never really love a horse, smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them and which is well worth the knowing. The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master. - Author Unknown
Don't Cry For The Horses
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 thy 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 never mine
Don't cry for the horses
They will be back someday
When our time has come
They will show us the way
On silver wings they will lift us
To the warmth of the sun
When our life is over
And eternity has begun
We will jump the sun
And dance over the moon
A ballet of horses and riders on the winds
To a heavenly tune
Do you hear that soft nicker
Close to your ear
Don't cry for the horses
Love the ones that are here
Don't cry for the horses
Lift up your sad eyes
Can't you see them
As they fly by?
million whiite horses
Free from hunger and pain
Their spirits set free
Until we ride again - Brenda Riley - Seymore
