Unpacking the journey one stone at a time,
Letting go of the remnants of my deepest wants,
Losing it all.

Going forward toward what I know to be true,
Risking it all
Believing when no one else did.

Coming all undone, exposing the wounding,
the hurt, the malice the Shame,
Following the soul.

I am sorry

I could be nothing but this
Absolutely nothing but this

A wild horse needing to run free,
I gotta run
Though I love deeply
I gotta run

Feel the wind in my hair, the fire in my soul,
Wild and woolly
Free as an Eagle
Wild as my special horse Spirit
Because I believed I am free.

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