I was born to run
Wind in my hair
Without wings
I could leap over the moon
My power and grace
From within my heart
Beating steady
God set my rightful place
Wild and strong I am
Never shackled or chained
Nor tamed
I live because I can
My passion forever flows
A protective anger belies
Undying concern
A jealously for my own
My courage over the years
Ever shown in many ways
Facing death
Some would shed silent tears
A loyal companion I would be
To the very bitter end
Never doubt
History will someday see
A symbol for some of time past
I live hunted by those who covet
And hate
I wonder if my story will last
Standing as the days are done
Eyes fixed on the eternities
Forever proud
I was born to run
~Mark Schutter ©2014
The above was written for Free Write Friday using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing based on the following FWF prompt!
per·son·i·fi·ca·tion (pÉ™rËŒsänÉ™fiˈkÄSHÉ™n) noun
1. the attribution of a personal nature or human characteristics to something nonhuman, or the representation of an abstract quality in human form.
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Definitely some kind of animal. I was thinking a horse and then the lines “I live hunted by those who covet And hate” have changed my mind a bit.
Thanks Colline! I was at my daughter’s horse show all weekend and yep, my thoughts were running towards a horse. Especially those wild horses of the American west that are being hunted, corralled and slaughtered due to greed for the land.
Tricky… Animal of some kind, definitely, but which one? I got distracted by the image of the tiger in the side bar, so perhaps one of those? Then again a tiger wouldn’t jump over the moon without wings… Stumped, but beautiful poem, nonetheless!
Thanks for the kind comments. The image I had in my mind was the wild horses of the American west and the fight over whether they should be eradicated from the land.
I was thinking the same thing as Colline but also changed my mind. How about Faith?
I like the faith idea, very intriguing! In fact when my wife read this she commented maybe Jesus? But alas, you all were on the right track with a horse. Specifically for me a wild stallion and how they are being hunted and rounded up from the wide open spaces where they run free.
I was thinking wind. Every changing, trying to harness it for power, wild, free. But loyal companion….well we do need air to breathe and wind is air moving…or I’m reading to much into it. LOL
Thanks Heidi! Yeah, maybe you are reading to much but the wind idea is very interesting as I can see that too in most of the lines. But it was about a wild horse running free across the American west and the current controversy between activists and the BLM and ranchers over grazing rights.
After I posted I went of to do something and was thinking about your poem. I remembered a picture you had up and I realized it was probably horses. I’m not very good about the guessing game. LOL
Yes those words about covet and hate, throw it out.
Sorry not sure, but thought wind as it can fly anywhere and can be free and angry.
Liz
Thanks Liz! Seems most had similar ideas, but the covet and hate line stumped most everyone. This was my reference to people who covet the land for greed and are unwilling to let the wild horses of the American west continue to roam free.
Horse, deer? Beautifully written, whatever it is. Do tell. 😉
Hi Dorothy! Thanks for the kind comment, yes the image I had was a wild stallion running free across the American west. I worked in the current controversy with removing them from the land often being rounded up and sent to slaughter houses. Seems greed for the land can be a powerful thing and could lead to the extinction of the wild horse in America. Thanks for reading!
Wild horses are hunted and hated by the BLM and ranchers throughout the US. The BLM is responsible for the murder of too many to count all in the name of land. They covet the land the most. LOVE this poem!
You know me too well! 🙂 But your Jesus comment is also very compelling!
That is because I am a smart one… sometimes 😉
Lovely personification. Enjoyed it and I thought it might be an animal as a read, at least that was the first thing that came to mind then I wasn’t for certain.
Thank you!