Wild Mustang

distant thunder
rumbles
over the vastness of the plains
she lifts her head,
inhales the wild air.
strong winds tempt her mane
to kiss the sky.
she rears up,
lets her voice ring out
and unites the thunder of her hooves
with nature’s bellows.
racing the storm,
she enjoys the freedom
of her spirit.

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