Wild Horses

(mid June 2009, early evening)
 
You see them
They come, come to your door
Through your windows
They invade you
Completely

What will you do now?
Will you resist or fight?
Repel or defend?
Or will you let them in
Befriend them, nurture them
And make them as your own

For they have sought
Have searched high, low and wide
Crossed deserts, plains and gone through forest
To find you here

Now they are at rest
Time to lay down their loads
And feel
This is their stable, their haven
Their home and resting place
With you inside your heart

And they will change
Before your eyes will see them
No longer savage beasts
But gentle and caring
Needing and loving
Wanting to please
And needing to know
To feel your love
With them too
Inside
They will rest easy
Now they have come home
To you, my love
It is over.