In the middle of the desert I met a very special man…
I was alone in my own world where magic and time has no domain, where
the stars shine bright in the middle of the ocean…
He said: run, run wild and free. Just be. He spoke an ancient language I could
not understand. He spoke tender and soft, like nectar from his lips, words danced from
his heart to mine – and in the middle of time,
suspended between present and infinity – I felt his embrace. I closed my eyes – emotions
too strong to bear – never felt this way – my eyes were closed, but I could still see him, I
could still feel him – feel him like
the desert warm wind, feel him like
the ocean running through my veins – feel him
in all my beingness
I opened my eyes very softly I saw a beautiful, majestic black horse looking
straight at me….
I looked at myself no longer a human being, but a beautiful strong brown horse.
Our eyes, oh our eyes! Spoke the language of love and freedom, of
strength and tenderness…
And we both run side by side along the beach shore. At first softly, shy small steps but as
we let go of our fears we both started to run fast, fast and faster. Two wild horses running
with the wind,
happy to just be. There he was in the middle of the desert standing next to me.
He said: You are now free, now we can both be…