horses again

the light
the soft light
a cool wind
sirens fading far away
the panic of families
the nearness of death
i am only guessing
wondering...
the horses run to us
as if to say,
"we remember you"
God is in this
He is as close as these horses
as they blow and paw the ground
their soft noses
breathing with both fear and joy

good to be together again
i feel the same
so does my son
another moment of grace
Glory to the Father!

wkm