The Horse Heart

Miguel Santiago
Jan 19, 2024

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Written by Miguel Santiago

In the open meadow, a Horse's Heart pounds against its ribcage theatre with unbridled passion. It speaks in thuds and thrums of wildflower-scented gusts and distant horizons.

Every beat resounds like a stampede of desires, echoing the call of ancient times. It’s an untamed symphony, with notes scattered like seeds in fertile soil. The hunger for unexplored paths flows through our veins, driving us forward with a relentless toil. And in its rhythm, we are reminded of what it means to stand tall.

Fences do not limit a horse’s heart, and its pulse ignores manufactured borders. It races under the sun and chases storms, serving as a compass to endless wonders. With every beat, the most primal dance of life pours out wondrously, galloping in the very essence of the universe, where the spirit thunders.

Photo by Sasha Matic on Unsplash

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Miguel Santiago
Miguel Santiago

Written by Miguel Santiago

In the silent voices of my heart, I walk alone, where shadows weep and dreams lay shattered, like remnants of a storm long past.

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