Whimsy Eyes

Their breath was peaceful. A relaxing sound. Summer breeze. Surrounded by a loving feeling that went skin deep. United. They were part of the same tribe. Proud. Animals. With caring souls. Sweet sensitive beings. Their master was at work. He was cleaning the area of the horses. They felt at ease. He was kind and good to them. With dark brown eyes they observed him. Following each step he took. It felt good to be home. They liked to travel too. One of the hourses almost touched a fellow mate. With a pink brown nose. She looked at him with whimsy eyes. Their taste for adventure was ignited.  

The master made sure that they had what they desired. Love and nurturing. Enough rest as well. The horses were very grateful. At night the two horses stood together. Exchanging their plan. No guilt, no fear and no worries. They felt free. As only horses do. Early in the morning, the next day, they would leave their home. In silence. Invisible. The master was sleeping. Exhausted of all the work he executed. The other horses were resting. Eyes and ears closed. She touched him. He realized that the time had come to taste new adventures.

They succeeded in leaving their home behind. What a delicious feeling. Finally free. They were running and running. Bodies in ecstacy. The world seemed more colorful. More space to breathe. The sun was with them. All day long. They discovered new land, new animals and new people. Moving. Magnificent. "Do not hold back", she whispered in his ears. "We have all the time of the world to feel how great it is to be alive and free", she continued. He looked at her, proud of her strength, love and clarity. He had fallen in love with her such a long time ago. Love at first sight. During their first walk together.

In the meantime the master took his breakfast. He watched from the window how the horses were walking up and down. Two horses. Only two? He opened his eyes. Even more. Then he left his kitchen. He felt that something had changed. Outside he could only witness that two horses had disappeared. He called the cops. They came instantly. Investigating the scene. Some traces. They told him that it could take some time. He gave them the assignment to find the two horses back. As soon as possible. They accepted it and started the search. They would never find them back.

Meanwhile the horses had the time of their life. Playing. Having fun. With only one rule, that there were no rules at all to respect. Amazing circumstances. No obstacles. They had become unstoppable. With all their senses enjoying all the good things in life. Swimming in cool water, running on sandy beaches. Watching the sky at night. It could not become more romantic. Nature was stunning. Showing all its diamonds and perls. The horses were happy. If you would observe them in this very minute, you would even see them smile. Gently. In their most humble way. Each day again. For the rest of their lives. Climbing the hills. Side by side. From a distance it seemed that they were walking among the stars.

Sometimes their thoughts went back to their master. He had been so nice to them. Faithful and trustworthy. Horses remain horses. Their free spirits can never be tamed. They had chosen to be true to their own nature. That is the best a being can do. They say that only when you stay true to who you really are, life becomes the most wonderful adventure. Suddenly everything shines. Beautiful colors arise. Everything tastes and smells better. A reward for the courage that has been displayed. Cause and effect. A charming couple. Golden truth.

By Liesbeth Leysen