Post by marafia on Apr 24, 2009 20:41:52 GMT
THE DESERT WIND- MY ARABIAN
by Rusti Quinto
The Wind blows throughout the desert
Breath of fire, mane of sun.
Mighty sand dunes are it's hoof prints
So swiftly does it run
That all who dare to walk there
Bow in awe before its force,
Man and camel, rat and serpent,
All but you, the desert horse-
You are the Child of the Wind...
And though you're born in lush green meadows
Nearly half a world away,
There is desert in your memory
When you run and when you play.
It's the fire in your sire,
His endurance and his heart;
It's the spark that makes your mother
Desert bold and desert smart-
You are the Child of the Wind..
And the one who would restrain you
Learns to leave your spirit free,
Learns to gentle you, and train you
To be what you're meant to be.
And with loving care and teaching
You have everything you need,
As your legs grow strong for reaching
And your heart grows strong for speed.
You are the Child of the Wind...
There is a beauty in your movement,
In your form and in your face,
There is poetry and music
In your refined and natural grace.
When you fly around the pasture,
Or strut around the ring,
I can feel the fire in you,
And I hear the desert sing.
You are the Child of the Wind!
;D
