A Tribute To Galloping

As the feet pick up my body volts forward Half seat telling him to keep going The wind curls up throwing itself at me yelling slow Trees towering around me With every few strides the branches reach out to hit Faster, faster Picking up our pace we fly towards the waiting field Grass so green it invites us forward As a team we take the last few strides at the speed of light Freedom Pushing myself forward my teammate takes off across the field The sky folds around us like a blanket Blue as the ocean and larger than life No resistance and no stopping The world is as free as us