They say the Horse was born from the first thunder,
Its hooves striking the earth with the rhythm of the storm.
Why was the Horse chosen to run with the people,
What spirit does it carry in its wild heart?
The Horse is not just a companion—it is a teacher.
With each gallop, it carries the dreams of the ancestors,
Its heart beating to the rhythm of the Earth itself.
It does not need reins to guide it,
Only trust, only freedom, only the bond between rider and spirit.
The people watched the Horse with awe,
Wondering how such a creature could run so freely,
With no fear of the horizon,
No hesitation before the wild unknown.
One young warrior, unsure of his path,
Looked to the Horse and asked,
“How do I find my way when I feel lost in the world?”
The Horse did not answer in words,
But with a swift gallop, it carried him forward.
The warrior understood:
Strength is not found in knowing the path,
But in trusting the journey,
In moving with freedom,
And in having the courage to follow where the heart leads.
The Horse teaches us that we do not need to be bound,
That true power lies in freedom and trust,
In knowing that when we follow our heart,
The path will always reveal itself.
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