Enchantress

Enchantress entered my life like a soft breeze. I had just lost my gelding to founder and my heart was battered and broken. I was not looking for another horse, I just went to volunteer at a rescue. And there she was. She had been waiting for our union and captured me completlely the day we met. It was as though we had always been together. She is my greatest spiritual teacher, she is my soul. This is a tribute to her.

“your arrival was unexpected

your beauty was as captivating as it was powerful

your arabian ancestry echoes through your face

you are one of them

a drinker of the wind

your purpose was known in ways that only my soul understood

my mind was still naïve

wandering in archaic notions

while yearning for a life beyond the tangible

you brought whispers of a life uncommon

a life that does not accept the expected

the average

the mundane

but one that turns to the old ways of rites and rituals

of a mystery that connects hearts and spirits

you knew before i knew

that we had promised to do this work

be this witness of possibility

of being equals in spirit and in presence

and then speaking out about this communion

about the joys and rewards of this understanding

i did not realize that i had asked for this union

this marriage of horse and human

flesh and souls

beloveds in spirit

yet you answered your call to be my muse

my shaman

my guide

my counselor

a spirited guru that invites the presence of the mystic to our relationship

this quest is holy

it is unknown

you do not notice the disapproval of unbelievers

your course is true and celestial

like the north star

we meet under the light of the moon and speak in a language common to only us

we dance through the sacred fires of purification that ask for constant honesty of soulful attendance

of answering the call to experience this private sanctum

we conquer the expected seduction to hide our vulnerability

we wear it as a cloak of nobility

we are not afraid to slip below the surface

and taste the intangible bliss

only bestowed on those that wander

into the unknown

we speak of a bond that transcends the knowledge of history

we vow to speak of what we know

and let the words fall on hearts that are open

and drift silently by closed minds that judge

minds limited by ego

sometimes we are alone in this exploration

but we are not lost

the fires of purpose pluse through our veins

we travel alone but we do not notice because together we are more than enough to be fulfilled

what would we benefit from others anyway

we have our own quest to journey

and the voice of a silent Divine guides our way”