People of the Horse
Came from the North displaced by the cold winters,
They migrated to America these creatures
Natives saw the horse differently from the Spanish
As a gift to their People
Respected godlike before the Spanish came
Not quite the story told by the old school books,
The People connected and saw the horse and their magic
Between the People and their Brothers the horse
They saw the bond and formed it before others came
With their horses of Arabian and Andalusian blood
Ones the Spanish might eat because of their hunger
During their many long wars not the People
Natives respected these creatures majestic and strong
They swam across the rivers, with the People on their backs
Fought battles and carried tipis across the land
The People of the Horse knew the magic of these creatures
Who bonded with the tribes and Natives so quickly
For they knew too the People were their brothers
And life became better, easier and good
Creatures Godlike cherished and respected
As they fed on the sacred lands grazed on the grasses
The grasses that became stronger
From the horses who were free to roam
A gift from the Creator -- the horses to the People
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2021
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