Glaedr the poet - Bareback

I strive to feel the beat
The beat beneath my seat
Upon the horse which I sit
whom wears neither saddle nor bit
moving on with a steady trot
a fist of mane: the only security I got
bouncing around with a steady rhythm
With no kind of harness I feel freedom
Upon the horse's back which I'm mounted
these happy moments are preciously counted
I can think of nothing that gives me greater joy
then the site of a horse, along with his boy

Glaedr the poet

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