It's o'er the green grass I am galloping
You freed me to run so fast
The smell of the rain is sweet in my lungs
I feel no cold
I feel no damp
My shivering is gone at last
I trumpet my whinny to the gathering storm
Kick my heels at the thunder and hail
I buck off the lightening and strike at the sky
I am stronger than wind
I am lighter than air
Far over the earth I can sail
No more to be bound to the pain, to the ground
There is nothing from which I must flee
I shed my coat as I gallop toward unending Spring
I am whole, I am healthy
I am bliss, I am joy
God bless you for setting me free
For Nell.
1978-2005