Good morning! It’s a beautiful Tuesday. I woke late, so I miss the first song of the birds. I guess I needed the sleep. I’m a thinker. Sometimes, it takes a while to fall asleep, that was me last night. Dreams change with time. What I used to want isn’t the same anymore. Think back to when you couldn’t imagine wanting anything else? Did it change?
I used to work the ranches in my earlier days, before becoming a full-time writer. I didn’t want to be a writer when I was younger. I wanted freedom. I wanted to be one with the Earth, and that’s what I did. When I wasn’t riding, I was working with the horses.
There’s a ranch in AlbuquerqueNew Mexico. I worked there for a while. I’d wake before the sun, and make homemade beans and Ice tea for everyone then hit the barn. There were a few dozen horses, and lots of messy stalls to be cleaned. I spent half the day there then I took folks out for an afternoon ride. It was fantastic! Do you like horses?
Here is a poem about the open wild.
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#openwild
Deep inside
There is an open wild
That roams my soul
Searching for its freedom
It rides through the fields
Like a wild stallion
Galloping away with my heart
The wind
The rain
Even a storm
Can’t stop it
Its energy is like fire
That raises in the form
Of love travelling to the heavens
It jumps star to star like a stone trail
Riding the light of the moon
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Have a beautiful day. ❤

Every few years it seems many of my wants change. But not my needs.
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Yeah, you’re right it’s the wants, not the needs. I think dreams are part of our wants, something we desire or strive for. It’s not what we need it’s what we want to taste.
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I totally agree.
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Nice post 😄
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Thank you 🙂
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