Wild Lightning, Spooks and Me

I'm as free as the wind as I sway in the saddle! I love life! There's no clutter, nothing to addle! I give my faithful horse Wild Lightning free rein, As we meander across God's magnificent terrain! My pal Spooks trots ahead surveying sagebrush and crags. I sense that he enjoys life too by the tail he wags! I crave no roof - the wide-open range is my home. Territorial bounds don't confine me - freely I roam! Well-worn saddlebags contain my earthly possessions. I don't aspire riches nor am I burdened by obsessions. My soul abounds with wealth as I view His Creation! Ah! The grandeur of it all! 'Tis ample compensation! I pause on a knoll viewing the vast panorama and ponder, The river, a lake, those snow-capped mountains o'er yonder! In the valley a herd of pronghorn antelope gambol and play. At dusk The Master Artist paints a majestic sunset display! Campfire embers slowly die - Wild Lightning grazes nearby. Spooks lies at my feet - snug in my blanket I gaze at the sky. I anticipate being awakened by a glorious sunrise next morn, When Wild Lightning, Spooks and I continue our vagabond bourne! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved