TO CATCH THE WIND

 Out there free, in the early morning light from 
 The sky,

 A shadowy figure stands motionless as the wind blows 
 Across the land.
 Feeling the fresh air swirling around this powerful 

 It raises its head to the rising sun.

 Miles, and miles to the North, South, East, and West,

 This great beast can run under the wide open sky.

 This miracle of nature, a magnificent creation  from 

 With speed and quickness, gallops to everywhere.

 Such a gentle friend which stands up tall,

 Fast, Oh! so fast he may run, and run to catch the wind.

                 Keith Garrett

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