Giving thanks for horses

Horse Fund signature horse. Used with permission. ©Bob Langrish.

Remembering our horses with gratitude on America’s national day of giving thanks.

We love this poem by “Herd of Joy”:

Receive all that a horse gives
In every moment
With love

Reward each and every step
And every offering
With gratitude

For the horse owes us nothing
It is we who owe her
Everything

The land we robbed from under
Her far-ranging hooves
Now destroyed

The spirit we reined in
The freedom we bridled
Now captured

A bridge to nature, a world within
The fleet messenger ushers us into
The wild

She waits
Patiently
Listen!

The guise of leader does not suit one
Fearful of the mighty beast one aims to
Break

Humility, honor, empathy
True traits of one who seeks a horse’s
Trust

Expect less, give more
Let the gratitude flow
A river

Gushing admiration from the
Wellspring of our hearts, ask only
Forgiveness

For she owes us nothing
Yet she is willing, ready to give us
Everything

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Thank you for following our blog, Tuesday’s Horse, and being an integral part of what we do at The Horse Fund.

Many thanks also to Bob Langrish, MBE, for the gift of use of the image of the horse you have come to know as our signature, pictured above.

Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II bestowed Mr. Langrish with the  prestigious M.B.E. (Member of the Order of the British Empire) for Equestrian Photography and Services to Art, in 2011.

 

Giving thanks for you, our horses and whatever good we did

Horse in center of herd.
Source: ScenicReflections.com

AROUND US
by Marvin Bell

    We need some pines to assuage the darkness
    when it blankets the mind,
    we need a silvery stream that banks as smoothly
    as a plane’s wing, and a worn bed of
    needles to pad the rumble that fills the mind,
    and a blur or two of a wild thing
    that sees and is not seen. We need these things
    between appointments, after work,
    and, if we keep them, then someone someday,
    lying down after a walk
    and supper, with the fire hole wet down,
    the whole night sky set at a particular
    time, without numbers or hours, will cause
    a little sound of thanks–a zipper or a snap–
    to close round the moment and the thought
    of whatever good we did.

Source: Poets.org

We give thanks for you our followers and readers, who care and share and take action, for your love of our horses — those precious and gracious souls — who inspire and move us higher and greater than we may ordinarily go, and for whatever good we did.

From the Staff and Volunteers of the
Int’l Fund for Horses,
And humble Editor of Tuesday’s Horse
— Vivian

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!