I Am…

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….I am the white beautiful pure horse.
They all have their eyes on me, because
I spent the nights seeking high ranks while they slept.
If I had no respect in the eyes of others,
my enemies would have not attempted to defame me.
-Al-Rida
Photographer;  Ingridawzm
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One response to “I Am…

  1. Looking at you I notice what you cannot, behind glasses too dark to see through. In the land of habit, where questioning not during your day in a comfy chair kinda way, slothfulness, body worshiping, blind leading the blind, afraid of the light, hide. To a discerning eye, greatness is visible underneath the costume you wear like skin; most precious it is.
    A lighthouse can be a comforting sight when I realize I’m lost. Sensing it wants nothing more than to help me help myself, I welcome its guidance to navigate this boat, brighten the night skies, lead me to where a prosperous, peaceful day lies.
    Forward I go into uncharted land, even bigger than I’d dreamt it’d be. One foot in front of the other, one step at a time I face, what I once could not. Then lo, to the delight of my heart I see… it was fear yes fear guiding me.

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