Post by niaru on Feb 6, 2003 17:58:36 GMT -5
This was posted for me and Rita on another board, and I found it so beautiful...I've already gone through a whole box of kleenex just reading all those wonderful posts on the Internet...
"Where am I, now that I am gone from your life?
Leaving you lonely and sad, for that I am sorry.
But this is a warm place, and the pastures are green.
And now I know just how much you loved me...
Everyone here shares the kindness of your heart.
What am I doing, now that I have left your care?
Racing with wide-eyed foals, orphaned no longer.
Breathing crisp morning air with wise old work horses,
now grown young and strong again.
Looking at mountains through the eyes of the blind who
can see.
Carrying on my back all of the folk who never had the
chance to know the warmth of my sweet horse breath
or the thrill of a gallop, but always yearned for it.
Visiting little girls who dream of beautiful steeds,
flying over fences and racing past the finish line,
keeping them safe, giving them hope.
Saddest and sweetest of all, greeting the ones who
cross that Rainbow Bridge. Some were wild and free on
the earth, and they remain wild and free. Some were
loved and cared for, and they will be well loved
and cared for here.
And some of the horses trotting over that Bridge were
neither free nor loved. Those are the greatest joy to
greet, for now they have the greenest grass and the
freshest water, and they will never be sick or in pain
or alone ever again. And they will always be loved.
So cry for me as humans do, and then move on
to tend to the mortal horses who need your care and
kindness. And take care of the children; help them
find their dreams, nuzzle them for me.
I will be waiting for you when you come to pass that
Rainbow Bridge,
We will piaffe through the clouds and leap the
lightning bolts, and then trot on home together to
those green, green fields. "
"Where am I, now that I am gone from your life?
Leaving you lonely and sad, for that I am sorry.
But this is a warm place, and the pastures are green.
And now I know just how much you loved me...
Everyone here shares the kindness of your heart.
What am I doing, now that I have left your care?
Racing with wide-eyed foals, orphaned no longer.
Breathing crisp morning air with wise old work horses,
now grown young and strong again.
Looking at mountains through the eyes of the blind who
can see.
Carrying on my back all of the folk who never had the
chance to know the warmth of my sweet horse breath
or the thrill of a gallop, but always yearned for it.
Visiting little girls who dream of beautiful steeds,
flying over fences and racing past the finish line,
keeping them safe, giving them hope.
Saddest and sweetest of all, greeting the ones who
cross that Rainbow Bridge. Some were wild and free on
the earth, and they remain wild and free. Some were
loved and cared for, and they will be well loved
and cared for here.
And some of the horses trotting over that Bridge were
neither free nor loved. Those are the greatest joy to
greet, for now they have the greenest grass and the
freshest water, and they will never be sick or in pain
or alone ever again. And they will always be loved.
So cry for me as humans do, and then move on
to tend to the mortal horses who need your care and
kindness. And take care of the children; help them
find their dreams, nuzzle them for me.
I will be waiting for you when you come to pass that
Rainbow Bridge,
We will piaffe through the clouds and leap the
lightning bolts, and then trot on home together to
those green, green fields. "
