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The Horse That Jockeys
A deep short spiritual ride between the Self and an inner, divine presence.
No one is ever able to break away from their hearts
After running out of things to untie
I had to coil up my rope
and talk to my heart.
Where an ancient God lives.
Grateful to be nourished
In perpetual aliveness.
In this loping body, Life wrangles.
God is a lyrical ranger lifting
My wild stallion to water.
Your ancient God will never lead you astray
If so, it’ll be to play the grand game of Life…
But risks are granted as long as
Your intentions are fair.
Though fallout is not
Necessarily in your favor.
Don’t doubt the trail bits
You deem dubious.
The Universe is designed to be
Off-book to mundane knowledge.
A pure intention jockeys with
Balance that is not found.
Because balance is
Uniquely created…
By our Life experience
Moral code, and how
We grow into our
Future Sexy Self.
Indeed a starry-eyed ride.
Our ancient God gave us hoofs for clacking.
