He rides the sides of mountains.
I imagine the soft sound of a pinto horse finding the path, happy.
The silence is precious. You are there.
You and I are there.
SGH 2018 Sept 2
He rides the sides of mountains.
I imagine the soft sound of a pinto horse finding the path, happy.
The silence is precious. You are there.
You and I are there.
SGH 2018 Sept 2