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A horse

God showed me a horse
Big and strong, like a shire
With heavy feet and a muscled neck
A beauty in its kind
And God stroke it and said:
It did well, pulling away heavy weights
Because of which the breakthrough will be seen
That I desire

Maybe you're not like an Arab
A thoroughbred with tiny feet
Swift like the wind, moving fast
Like a dancing butterfly
But you're faithful, steadfast, with endurance
To resist the burden you meet

I thank you, for all that you have done
It was a pleasure to my heart
And as I strike the shire
I show you My reward
You are blessed to be a blessing
And Me and you will never part

14-11-05