Shadows Offerings.

She's as black as the darkest night. Wild eyed and full of life. Running through the fields of grain. With the sun shine, ever bright. As her coat, her mane, glistens in, the golden light... From a distant hill she'll stop to stare. Watching you with a cautious glare. For she'll never let you near, to her you are an unknown fear. She stands high and proud, and yet alone. With a spirit meant to remain, unbroken. No harness or human hand will ever tame. That one was never meant to be named. Look, , , deep within her eyes. Can you see the freedom inside? Do you feel it within her soul? Are you running with her? As she throws, her head back, and turns to go... Returning home body and soul.