Elise's Poem

While out riding, we got threatened by a thunderstorm that rolled up from the south, and we raced its lightning flashes back to the ranch. Elise penned some free verse:

The slow motion of an infinite second
In between flying and hoofbeats
The ground below a miraculous green
The sky above gravid with ravenous clouds
Cold wind and rain on my face
I looked around, and there were mountains enveloping me
Tiny flowers embracing me,
Lightning driving me onward.
And the world moved again
Faster than I've ever known
On the back of a galloping horse
Riding the plains
Of Mongolia.